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CRIMSON
Vol. v. MAY" 1908 No.7.
It pays to Trade at the "One Price" Store
Opposite Tabernacle
For Dependable Clothing, Furnishings, Hats and Shoes
All Goods cheerfully Exchanged or Money Refunded
THE TELEPHONE
I t saves you time in a thousand ways,
And time is money, you know;
I t does your shopping on frozen days
When the winds of winter blow.
And if, when your orders are sent, you find
Your wishes and wants have grown,
Or you'd like a change in measure or kind,
You can change your list when you change
your mind,
By the use of the telephone.
You reserve your berth in the Pullman car,
And your seats at the matinee;
You call your friends froin near and far
For a feast or a holiday.
And if any accident should befall
You can easily make it known
To the guests you have bidden, one and all.
And save all trouble by makin~ a call
Through your friend, the telephone.
BUT IT -MUST BE A ROCKY lUOUNTAIN BELL
HOWELL-CARDON COMPANY
STUDENTS' HEADQUARTERS
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S'kirts, Waists, Underwear, Hosiery.
Trimmings, Ribbons, Gloves, Etc.
LADIES' SHOES A SPECIALTY
; .
EVERY SUIT WE SELL
Is Pressed ,Free 10 Times­What
does this mean to you?
Copyright 1907 by
Hart Schaffner f.:j Marx
TEN DOLLARS FOR NOTHING
Hart, Schaffner
&. Marx Clothes
Are All W'ool
Perfect Fitters
Will hold their Shape
Guaranteed
Ladies' Shoes
The Finest
in the land
$2.00 to $5.00
MORRELL CLOTHING CO.
THE STUDENTS STORE
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+ * + * ~ THATCHER Dr.P. M-. Paulson !,
-r LIVERY & TRANSFER Co. 0 E N TIS T +:t: Gold Crown, 22k ___________________ $5.CO +~
+ Best Equipped Stable In Logan High Class Bridge Work ____ ---- ____ .$5.00 +
+ 46 West Center 46 Gold Fillings _________________ $1.00 and up *' ~ Silver Amalgam ___________________ $0.75 ~ + ~~~~ Cement Fillings ____________________ $O.50 +
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~ . A barefooted boy with tan shoes on. When :t
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Edgar's Vacation.
Edgar Sharkley's wish had at
last been reali~ed. He had long
since grown tited of the noise
and cares of city Hfe,--the busy
crowded streets, the school-room
and the office desk;-and had
cherished a desire to spend a va"
cation in the country. An uncle,
Mathan Sharkley had often in­vited
Edgar to visit him at his
coun try borne, a short distance
w'est of Cedar Lake; and now
that the opportunity had pre'"
sented itself, the young man at
once seized upon the invitatio11-'­which
was a standing one~and
decided to take the train the next
day for Hillside Springs.
A two hours' ride on the Mont ..
joy Limited, and Edgar stepped
off on the old plank platform at
the station, buttoned his coat,
and took a general survey of the
surrounding verdure, the hills
and the forests. "How grand,
how beautiful!" thought he as the
dusty, monotonous street Scene's
flashed across his mind and pre"
sented a striking contrast with
Nature's splendor. Not until he
had dtunk his fill of the perfume
from the cedars and flowers did
he fix his gaze on the bystanders.
Seve tal farmers stood near him
on the left talking of their pros­pects
and calculating the number
of bushels of wheat pel'" acre they
would raise if the fil1e weather
continued. Standing to the right
on the farthest corner were two
suspicious-looking fellows speak­ing
in low totles, and vei4Y obser ..
vant of all pet·sons at the station,
particularly of a young lady who~
apparently, had charge of the
mail-bag.
While in this musing attitude,
young Shaddey felt a slight, mo­dest
pull at his coat sleeve, and
turned to be addressed by the
handsome young woman, whom
he had noticed a moment before .
.J
ISO THE CRIMSON
"If you please, sir, will you
help me lift the mail-sack into
my cart? It is most heavy to­day?"
"At your service," answered
Edgar, as he followed the grace­fut'figure
to the horse and bug­gy;
·'but can you tell me the way
to the Rivardo Ranch?" by which
dignified name his uncle's estate
was familiarly known.
"Yonder, over the lake lies the
place. Mr. Sharkley, the owner,
is our neighbor. This road," she
explained, pointing to a small
opening at the edge of the timber
and brush around the north and
west sides of the lake, "leads to
the place."
With this bit of information
she bowed courteously, thanked
him and drove away down a
road which wound· southward
around the lake. Edgar stood
for a short time, where she had
left him, in another of his medi­tative
moods, dreaming of the
sweet, smiling, blushing maiden.
Then he walked back to the plat ..
form. He wondered why the
pretty mail-carrier had not in­vited
him to ride with her; but
when he remembered that they
were entirely unacquainted he
concluded it was perfectly right
that she had not. He approached
the farmers and enq uired
whether any of them lived west
of Cedar Lake or traveled the
road which was pointed out to
him.
'·Yes, sir; I go that way," arts­wered
a big, burly, rough-looking
farmer. "Would you like a ride
that way?" he added with an air
of superiority, with which he
wished, no doubt, to impress the
well-dressed, fair-faced youth.
"I should very -much like to
ride with you, if you have no ob­jections,
sir, "answered Sharkley.
"All right, you're welcome,"
said the farmer as he started off
toward his team. Soon lie re­turned,
threw some freight on his
wagon, and with Edgar drove off
down the road to Rivardo Ranch.
The distance to the ranch was
about five miles. Both sides of
the road were bordered almost
all the way with heavy groves of
cedar, bushes of several varieties,
and a thick undergrowth of flow­ers
and grass. For nearly an
hour Edgar and his newly-found
friend jogged along the road be­fore
reaching his destination.
The generous farmer stopped
his team, and Edgar springing
from the wagon, thanked him,
and turned in the direction of
the house, by way of a narrow
path through the garden in front.
He met with a hearty reception
from his relatives, and especially
from the elder Sharkley, who
showed him great courtesy and
proffered the use of anything on
the ranch. Edgar, of course, was
TOE CRIMSON
grateful fot such generosity and
set about to help the farm hands
in the best manner known to a
"green" city fellow.
But not all his time was spent
in laborious farm duties. The
woods on all sides abounded in
game; and the meandering
creeks which poured their con­tents
into the lake, ahd the lake
itself, were inhabited by many
species of fish. Certainly Edgar
did not lack a suitable hunting
ground.
One pleasant May day he set
out for Cedar lake on a fishing ex­cursion.
The air was cool and
the tree tops were waving in a
slight breeze. The sunlight de·
scertded through the branches,
and cast pale patches upon the
decaying leaves which lay upon
the ground. Rabbits, in fear of
the tattling, dty leaves beneath
his feet, sprang from their rest ..
ing places and darted into the
thicket; singing birds fluttered
away in terror. So thoroughly
interested and meditatiyein these
sutroundings had Edgar become
that before he was aware of his
situation he was standing on the
shore gazing intently on the rip­pling
surface of the water. The
small waves danced in the sun ..
light, and beat upon the gravelly
bank. Far acrosS the valley he
could see his home city with its
mighty church spires towering
skyward and sparkling in the af­ternoon
sunshine.
While reclining on the turf,
over whicb hung wild rose-bush­es
and creepers, Edgar discet-ned
two moving objects on the north
shore, about a mile distant, alid
upon closer obsel"vation, satisfied
himself that they w'ere human
beings.
He sprang to his feet, and in
response to a cowardly impulse
cast his eyes about in seatch of a
hiding-place. Cautiously he with ..
drew to a position behind the
clump of buShes, in the shade of
which he had been sitting, and
carefully concealed himself in the
vines and twigs and awaited their
approach. Through the spaces
between the branches he watched
the moving figures coming slow­ly
toward him, following the
water's edge, and now and then
running to and fro chasing but­terflies
he suspected, and occa­sionally
stooping to pick a butter ..
cup or a wild pansy.
Edgar had now become greatly
interested; fot the persons prov­ed
to be ladies, andl although re­served,
he was particularly fond
of ladies. He watched closely
for a-glimpse of their faces, but
without success. Finally the
smaller gir1~ who, it appeared led
in conversation, said something
very softly, whereupon the othet
in a spasm of careless laughter,
and with a toss of her head,
turned her face squarely to the
sun. The sunllght streamed in
I52 THE CRIilfSON
upon it and Edgar beheld, in all
her gayety, the lovely maiden
whom he had helped with the
mail at Hillside Springs station
two weeks before.
For a minute he could scarcely
control his feelings. His heart
beat heavily, and fairly shook
him; and when she came to the
very bush in which he sat, and
plucked a wild rose, had it not.
been for a fear of being detected,
he would-like some of the loye­lorn
knights of old-have fainted,
for it seemed that her piercing,
dark-blue eyes were staring di­rectly
at him. Fortunately for
him, however, he remained un­seen,
and when the girls were a
short distance past, he crept out
of the push, and from a half-con­cealed
spot admired the retreat­ing
forms.
Edgar's mind was lost in fan­cies.
He stood dreaming of a
time when he should again meet
the one with whom he had fallen
so desperately in love. He se­verely
censured himself, and a
sense of disgust came over him
as he thought of the littleness he
had displayed by hiding, "but,"
thought he, somewhat relieved,
"no one knows of it but myself."
The girls had now disappeared
from view, hidden by the brush
which s:kirted the narrow road
leading to Marvin's ranch, the
home of Veda Marvin, which as
he had learned from his cousins,
was the fair maid's name. With
a sweeping glance at the horizon
he turned his gaze in the oppo­site
direction and beheld two men
slowly and cautiously emerging
from the woods, about twenty
paces from the lake.
Even though he had known the
young adventurers he could not
have identified them at that dis­tance,
but their movements and
actions he could easily see. They
neared the water, stopped, and
seemed engrossed in serious con­versation
for nearly five minutes,
accompanying their talk with
gestures and pointing. At the
end of that time they hastily re­treated
into the forest. Edgar
did not know what to make of it.
Anyway he concluded that he
would not remain to fish that day,
but returned to his uncle's ranch
with heavy mind, and his heart
throbbing with the excitement
of love.
That night at supper Edgar
had little to say. He was unu­sually
silent, and wore a counte­nance
of distress or some kind­red
emotion. Mr. Sharkley was
not long in noticing the unusual
behavior of his nephew. Amid
the jokes and la~ghter of his
household, he directed to his
nephew the following query:
"Edgar, you look weary to­night;
did you not enjoy your
stroll to the lake, or are you just
naturally tired?"
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Edgar answered in the affirm­ative.
Indeed he was tired, but
that was hardly what made him
look sad. To mention the ridic­ulous
fact of his having fallen in
love with a girl whom he scarce­ly
knew-he could not think of
that; and he would not tell of the
two men on the beach, for fear of
being reproached for want of
courage, besides he thought but
little about them.
"Well, you shall ride with me
to the post office in the morning;
that will be refreshing; and we
shall see a young lady down there
who I think can cheer you up,"
resumed his uncle after a mo­ment's
delibera.tion. The words
seemed, so Edgar thought, spo­ken
with the intention of probing
him. He asked himself: "Can
my uncle know my secret?" His
answer came promptly: "No; I
have told no one, nor shall I."
But the only audible reply he
made was his approval of the
proposed drive.
Thus resolved, the two Shark­leys
visited the post office as had
been planned. Upon reaching
the place, and after fastening the
team, Sharkley led the way to the
office, followed closely by his
nephew. Just as he had prom­ised,
the sweet, smiling face was
there to greet them. Her father
was busy.at the rear end of the
store opening dry goods boxes-­for
they also conducted a mer-can
tile business in the same
building. Edgar observed that
the two resembled each other
rather strikingly, even in minor
and minute details. However he
had but Ii ttle time fot' such re­flections,
for a rapid exchange of
"How do you do's?" and "good
mornings" followed, accom pan­ied
by Edgar's introduction to
Miss Marvin and father.
During this .crisis Edgar was
self-possessed and manifested an
exceptional coolness. He was
surprised at the simplicity which
characterized the store, the man­ner
of introductions in the coun­try,
· and the girl herself. He had
fancied her house a palace; her
face was always associated in his
mind with flowers, and her voice
with singing birds-in short, a
child of nature. a very nymph,
an angel.
But with this sudden descent
of the flight of his fancy, his love
did not wane; rather, if it were
possible, it increased.
The older gentlemen, faintly
surmising the potentialities of the
situation, left the young couple
engaged in conversation. Miss
:Marvin recognized Edgar from
their first meeting, which added
much to their acquaintance. She
took pleasure in narrating her ex­perience
as a mail carrier. But
she would have him understand
that they made the mail service
not a business, or a means of
I54 THE CRIMSON
gaining a livelihood, but merely
as an accommodation to the other
settlers in the vicinity. She told
also of her May walk to the lake
with a friend the day before,
about which Edgar already knew
though he kept silent. He learn­ed
that she intended taking an­other
the next day.
Old Marvin and Sharkley were
greatly interested in the young
couple, and grew nervous, fear­ing
that the conversation might
end too soon. Marvin felt that
he could congratulate his daugh­ter
for being able to entertain a
young man from the city, for
"city lads" were looked upon as
possessing a degree of superiori­ty
over those of the country.
Likewise Sharkley was pleased
that his nephew should be so
much attached to the loveliest
and most highly respected young
woman in the Cedar Lake re­gion.
However, due to their mod­esty,
they refrained from ex­pressing
their joys and hopes.
When all the business of the
day had been transacted, and
Edgar and Veda had exhausted
their subjects, the Sharkleys
drove home.. Edgar's mind was
very much relieved. 1\'1 uch of
the burden had also been taken
.from his heart. He chatted free-ly
with his uncle, who noted the
soothing effect that the late con­versation
had had upon him.
Anxiety took the place of melan-choly.
The next twenty-four
hours seemed as weeks to Edgar.
The moment he learned of lvIiss
Marvin's intentions, he set his
mind upon making the same visit.
Accordingly, after breakfast
the following morning, Edgar,
with fishing apparatus in hand­for
although he did not think of
fishing, he thought it prudent to
be able to give an excuse for com­ing
to the lake, if he were asked­rambled
through the woods to
the beach. He was 'not nearly so
observant of scenery as he had
been two days before; the woods
had lost their charm; and the
thoughts of Veda had superceded
all others.
He came to the lake in about an
hour and took a seat on the turf
under the wild-rose branches,
for the purpose of resting him­self.
"Quite different," though t
he, "from the place of two days
ago," and indeed it felt so. The
sun's rays had been shut out by
the dark, massive thunder clouds
which hung overhead; the wind
blew in chilling puffs; the tree­tops
swung in sad submission be­fore
the breezes; and even the
rippling on the beach brought
gloom to the mind. Against the
dark-green background on the
north shore, he could . see the
fairy-like objects, "undoubtedly
the girls," he concluded. They
were so far distant that at least
a half-hour must be consumed
TI-IE CRIMSON I55
before they would arrive at Ed­gar's
haunt; so he proposed to
wait for them. With his face
buried in his hands he sat think­ing
of some subject, which he
might use to begin a conversa­tion,
and framing sentences that
he might be able to speak in a
free and easy manner.
Just then his attention was
drawn to a piece of paper which
a sudden gust of wind had sent
whirling over the grass and
through the air until it became
fast in the branches of a bush
near him. He rose, got it and
resumed his position brl the
mossy turf. The paper proved
to be half of the fron t page of the
':Lake County News." He turned
it over several times until his eye
caught this title in bold type at
the head of a short artic1e:-"To
the Citizens of Cedar Lake Re­gion~
Wat·ning." In his curiosi­ty
he read on-HWe would ad­monish
all people about Cedar
Lake-pleasure-seekers, travelers
and ranchers-to exercise the ut­most
care by not exposing them­selves
or placing their persons in
any situation where robbery or
other inj ury by ou tlaws would be
possible. For it has been ascer­tained
and leaves little room fot
dou bt that thfl.t region and the
mountains on the north are in­fested
by such pests. These
places afford an excellent harbor
for thieves, and some depreda-tions
have been committed."
In an instant Edgar summar"
ized his dangerous position. He
felt a shudder in every limb, and
asked himself, "What must I do?
Shall I stay and inform the girls
of their danger?"
While debating these ques­tions,
his eye was attracted by a
sudden loud splash in the lake to
the south. Two men in a small
boat were rowing rapidly toward
him, keeping close to the shore,
where on account of the shadow
reflected by the tall timber which
lined the beach, they would be
less liable to detection. In ter~
ror, Edgar crept back of the
bush-where he had been in hid ..
ing once before-for the purpose
of ascertaining the designs of the
men. They had now come so
near that he recognized them as
the men who had made the sud­den
appearance two days before,
and the very ones he had observed
at Hillside Springs station. They
rowed beyond him several hun­dred
feet and ran ashore; and
taking the skiff, one at each end,
they hurriedly carried it into the
brush.
Edgarsat quite still, his mind
filled with awful reflections.
"Their purpose is to kidnap
those girls," he conjectured, "and
what can I do to prevent it?" He
hurriedly studied the perilous
situation, but it seemed impos­sible
to assist them; they were
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now too near. An attempt to
warn the girls would be folly.
He had no weapon of defense,
and surely all would be cap­tured.
"Better to be quiet, and
if I can not now save them, I can
probably effect their release by
other means," he judiciously con­cluded.
Merrily and carelessly Miss
Marvin and her companion ad­vanced.
Little did they dream of
the danger that awaited them;
they must not have read the
warning in the newspaper. When
the girls had reached the thicket,
quick as a flash the men rushed
from their place of hiding, and
before the unfortunate ladies
could signal their fright, with
many screams, had them bound
and gagged. They quickly car­ried
the skiff back into the water,
and placed the girls back to back
seated in the bottom. One rob­ber
held it while the other fast­ened
a piece of paste board to a
pebble, on a conspicuous mound.
Then each taking a position in
either end of the boat began row­ing
fast and hard in a direct
course to the opposite shore.
Much as Edgar would have
liked to rescue the captives, he
was given no opportunity, so
q'uickly had all been done.. Dur­ing
the excitement he sprang
from the bush and advanced a
few steps toward the scene in
plain view, but was not discover-ed
by the robbers. Before they
had gone a quarter of a mile from
shore he ran along under the
overhanging branches to get the
message. Upon the paste board,'
in large, black letters was writ­ten
the following:
"Dick Marvin.-
We have your daughter and
friend in safe keeping. If you
value the lives of them as any­thing,
place at the base of Shel­don
cliff in Long canyon, $5000 as
a ransom. As soon as that is done
they will be released, and not un­til
every damned cent of it is
there deposited, and not after
June 1 will they see daylight~
We mean business.
Signed, Winton
Ross.
From this last it was inferred
that they would be confined in a
cave.
With the card in hand he ran
all the way to Marvin's, and amid
the raving of the household de­livered
the horrid message. He
was an extra long time doing-~so.
for he was out of breath, and the
time consumed in telling added
much to their frenzied state. A
posse of farm hands was organ­ized
before he had finished and
were soon in hot pursuit, Edgar
accompanying them to point out
the route taken by the boat.
They were six in number in­cluding
Edgar and Mr. Marvin,
all having good horses and being
well armed. They spurred their
horses swiftly down the winding
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wagon road which followed close~
ly the lake shore, and was separ­ated
from it only by a narrow
s trip of bushes and cedars. When
they came to the first opening,
where there were no cedars, and
where the brush was short, they
stopped to look for the boat. Fat
to the northeast was a dark object
moving slowly to the eastward,
which, they satisfied themselves,
must be the boat containing the
kidnappers and the captives.
Again urging- their steeds on­ward
they headed for the point
where they perceived the boat
would make its landing. vVhen
within a half-mile of the supposed
goal, they tied their horses to a
fallen spruce and walked cau­tiouslyon.
One of the farm men, a husky,
fearless chap, was dispatched to
the edge of the wood to see if the
boat were in sight. He soon re­turned
with the information that
farther up the shore, near.ly a
half-mile, the boat was fast but
no persons were to be seen. With
\-"eapons ready for an attack the
company lightly and cautiously
mov~d on, carefully pushing aside
all branches and vines that ob­structed
their way.
Great excitement prevailed, for
they were quite certain they were
coming near the party for which
they were searching, yet they
had formulated no plan of attack.
'1'0 capture the villains and res-cue
the prisoners waS their ob­ject,
but how that was to be done
they had no definite aim. Pres­ently
the aimless method of pro­ced
ure appealed to Edgar as fo1 ...
ly. He turned and motioned his
followers to approach. When
they had come close around, from
his resourceful mind he proposed
the following plan. .
"Look herel We pursue these
murderers without plan or
method. I. declare, when we get
them we've got to fight. As they
say, they mean business. If we
study this thing out, no doubt
we can take them by surprise
when it is best for us and the
safety of the girls. What I sug ...
gest is this: Three of us, say
myself and you two," he said,
pointing to two of his partners,
"go to the beach and advance to­ward
the boat, for they ~urely in­tend
to return and hide the boat,
as that would leave a clue for
their followers, and robbers are
careful to obliterate all signs
when possible. You three, "point ..
ing to the other of his partners,
"creep straight on ahead till you
discover some trace of them."
"Agreed," all · whispered as
they set about to follow instruc­tions.
Edgar and his companions did
as he had planned, and, when
within range of the boat, crept
back of a dwarf mahogany to
wait for the desperadoes, when
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the crackling and whipping of
sticks and lim bs signified that
the robbers were coming. Edgar
warned his companions not to fire
until the -men were well in the
open, when he would give the
word.
They stepped stealthily out,
looked up and down the beach,
and advanced toward the boat.
When sure that tbey were the
men he had seen before Edgar
gave the signal to fire. 'l'he rob ..
bers dropped behind the boat and
emptied their repeating rifles in­to
the bush whence they bad seen
the smoke rise. Another charge
by the rescuing party, and the
report of a gun almost simultan­eously,
in the timber directly
east, whic,h was accidently dis­charged
by the nervous bearer,
terrified the robbers. They ran
for shelter; but the one fen be­fore
reaching the timber, having
been dangerously wounded. The
other fled in consternation.
His companions ran to the
wounded villain to insure his cap­tu
re, bu t Edgar could not follow.
He had been hit. He called for
his friends to return, but they
were so much concerned with
binding their prisoner, that they
did not hear his entreaties. When
they finally gave him their at­ten~
ion, he had grown extremelv
faint from loss of blood. -
The other two had in the
meanwhile pushed on to the
north until they discovered the
trail of the pursued. Being care­ful
to follow it, they were led
through a dense growth of brush
into a small, barren plot, which
was darkened by overhanging
tree limbs. A rustling of leaves
and painful groans sent a shud­der
through each of them, and
led to investigation. In the dark­est
corner lay the girls, bound
hand and foot, but with gags re­moved.
All cords were quickly
cut and Marvin, almost mad with
a feeling of mingled joy and sor­row,
eage14ly em braced the- res­cued
loved ones.
Their next thought centered
about Edgar and his company_
"How had they fared in the re­cent
encounter?" To settle this
question they decided to go to
the place of firing, to learn the
outcome. The men ahead with
guns ready, and the girls closely
following, they followed the out­laws'
trail to the shore. The
sight they gazed upon was appal­ing.
.A dying robber stretched
upon the sod. and Edgar limp
and pale attemptillg to stand by
the support of his two partners.
When he beheld the girls the ex­pression
of distress on his face
gave way to a lighter countenance
and a faint smile. Tears trickled
down Veda's white cheeks as she
sympathetically took · his hands
in hers. Edgar struggled to
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raise his head to recognize her,
but neither could speak.
Three of the farmers were
sent fot the horses, and as soon
as they returned and prepara­tions
had been made they began
their home journey. Across the
back of one horse the robber lay
dangling, while on another Ed­gar
rode supported by one of
the laborel"s who sat behind th'e
saddle. 'Vhen the ranch was
reached, Edgar's wound was
dressed and carefully bandaged,
and a message sent to his uncle.
The county officers were noH-­fied
of the trou ble and at once be­gan
to reinforce the detective
squad. They took the wounded
prisoner into custody, but he
died on the way to police q uar­ters.
As for his companion, vvho
escaped, he was killed two years
later in a fight with a company of
freighters, while attempting to
steal their horses. Edgar, who
was summoned to i(lentify the
man, recognized the kidnapper
whom he had met at Cedar Lake.
Edgar was confined to his bed
at Marvin's for the next three
weeks. A trained nurse from
his home city was engaged to
care for him, but Veda's almost
constant presence did more to­ward
his recovery than two nur­ses
could have done. Her charm­ing
face and loving features re­vived
his hopes and stimulated
his determination to regain his
health. When he was removed
to Sharkley's-for Sharkley in­sisted
upon it as soon as he could
be safely moved-Veda visited
him alost daily, and while seated
at the bedside would relate in a
pleasing manner all the news she
had learned since her last vist.
Thus the next few weeks
passed away, and Edgar had suf·
ficiently recovered to move about.
On the days set by Veda for her
visits he would hQbble d'Own the
road to meet her. How l'om.an­tic!
Beside a small fountain of
clear, cold water, 'On the soft,
green sod sat our youthful lovers
playing with their hands in the
placid liq uid, and freely inhaling
the fragrant air while they chat­ted.
Ere the Summer months had
passed, Edgar had completely
recovered. Only a Scar remained
to mark the once dangerous
wound and turn his thoughts to
Cedar Lake. When his health
came back there was a return of
visits; Edgar now did the visit­ing.
and with no less pleasure
than at first. His love for Veda
was not in vain. The weight and
uneasiness of mind he had borne
the first few days following his
first excursion to the lake had
long since flown, not that his love
for Veda had grown cold, but
that the way between them
seemed clear. In speaking of the
wound he received from the out-
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laws she often remarked, "Ed­gar,
I'm very sorry you received
that wound. I feel that I waS
the cause of it. Can I ever repay?
If it is in my power, tell me; I
leave you to judge."
Edgar cunningly evaded giving
an answer, thinking, HI£. it is in
your power, dear, I shall soon
know, and not tell you either."
And so the summer came and
went, while his visits grew more
frequent and longer.
Summer merged into autumn.
The verdure faded into tints of
red and yellow, and the sun. mov­ing
toward the south, left the
;iir growing cold and chill. Ed-gar
now began to dre~m of home,
and in a moment of pJeasant
reverie devised a plan of taking
with him his sweetheart, Veda
Marvin. To her he submitted
the proje,ct, and by her it was
approved. His uncle sanctioned
it, her parents readily assented
to it. and with it his parents were
afterwards well pleased. Wishes '
for Hmatrimonial bliss and end­less
happiness" were showered
upon them, as they left for the
city. "Can I ever repay," Edgar
whispered over and over and to
Veda.
O. A. C.
The May Queen's Knight.
On the first of J\1ay, a bright
and warm day for that time of
the year, a young man, on horse­back,
rode up to a lonely-looking
farm house, and threw his bridle­rein
over the gate-post.
"What a worn-out old plac~I"
he said as he walked stiffly up the
weed-grown path to the house.
He and his horse were both cov­ered
with dust and sweat, and
appeared to have traveled a long
distance. As he "stumped" up
the 'Yalk, he glanced from side
to side noting the marks of ruin
~nd decay all around him. The
flower-beds were :filled with the
dry stalks of last year's weeds
the lawns were still covered with
old brown leaves, and a great
bunch of burdock drooped in the
center of one of them. The
house, too, bore marks of being
left to fate, for two of the upper
windows were broken; the paint
was weather-worn and faded,
and an ivy, grow,ing over the
window, was drooping and neg­lected.
The boards creaked when he
stepped on the porch, and an
echo resounded through the
house when he pounded on the
door. After applying at all of
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the doors, the young man came
to the conclusion that the place
was deserted. On passing around
the house, he pansed under a
large honeysuckle bush, and
glanced with a sigh at the
weath~r-worn garden-seat near
him, now filled with dead leaves.
As he stood thus he heard a noisy
brook not far off, and 'out of curi­osity
he walked over to' it, and
followed along its bank for a
short distance, until he came to
an apple orchard in full bloom.
It looked like a little world in
blossom. The air was filled with
the perfume of the flowers and
the humming and buzzing of a
host of busy bees that were gath­ering
honey near by.
' Tired and hungry from his
long ride, Jack-for this was our
friend's name-took a small bag
of crackers and cheese from his
pocket, and sat down upon the
bank of the creek to eat his lunch.
After having eaten all he had,and
wishing for more, he stretched
himself out on his side to rest.
He lay in a dreamy, careless at­titude,
listening to the birds and
bees, and occasionally brushing
from his face the white petals
,that were falling from the tree
above him. He had not been in
this position long when he heard
a child crying, from some dis­tance
in the orchard. At first he
paid no attention to this; but, as
the crying continued he rose at
last and set o'tit to learn the cause.
This did not take him long, for
he soon found a baby, perhaps a
year old, screaming at the top of
its voice, and trying to kick itself
out of the carriage it was in. As
wheeling and teetering were of
no avail" Jack took the little thing
out of the carriage, and walked
about with it at arm's length (he
was afraid to hush or shake it,
for fear it would break) until it
ceased its cries and went to sleep
again. But his troubles were not
ended when the child quieted
down, for with the least move­ment
it opened its eyes. He w~s
afraid, therefore, to lay it in the
carriage. At last, when he
thought his back and arms would
surely break, he sat down on the
stump of a fallen tree, with his
arms extending straight out
from his body, and the child ly­ing
on them. He was never in
such misery before in his life.
\Vould no one ever come! fIe
heard voices in the distance; a
girl's merry laugh rang out on the
air, but no one came near. Un­able
longer to endure the torture,
he gave the child a violent shake,
disregarding the dangerof break­ing.
The baby opened its eyes
in surprise, and then sent forth
another deafening scream, which
so frightened Jack that he sprang
to his feet, and began pacing
rapidly too and fro over the
grass. But help had arrived.
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He saw a girl coming hastily to­ward
him. She · was not aware
of his presence ' until sue was
within a rod of where he stood.
Then she started back in sur­prise.
"What are you doing with
Flossie?" she cried in fright and
wonder.
"Can't you take her!" he moan­ed.
I have been holding her for
an hour, and my arms are nearly
broken."
The young lady laughed at the
queer spectacle he made, then
she said sternly, "But,sir,I don't
understand! Why did you take
her from the carriage at all?"
Then addressing the baby, as
she took her from his arms,
'·'Poor little Flossie, what made
you cry? Poor little thing! He
got dirt on your pretty white
apron, too, didn't he?"
Jack felt himself getting angry;
then he looked at the girl's eyes;
it was the first time he had no­ticed
them. How blue they were!
She wore a crown of apple blos­soms
on her head, and a wreath
around her waist arid neck. Her
face was the color of the blos­soms,
pink and white.
She was still waiting for him to
answer her question. His face
flushed, and he tried to think of
an indignant reply. While the
young lady cuddled the child and
continued, "Bad man! Was he
going to steal AUl'lt Blossom's
baby?"
'·Steal a baby! and one scream­ing
at the top of its voice in the
bargain! What on earth do you
suppose I should want to do that
for? No, thank you, I don't want
to steal her. I came to look after
her because there was no one
else to do so; and she would have
screamed herself to death, by
now, if I hadn't taken her."
"Ah, pardon me, I didn't know
she had been crying, until I heard
her scream just now. I thank
you very much for taking care of
her." He thought her'eyes were
laughing.
"Mother and aunt Mary went
back to the house for some lunch,
and we girls have been searching
for a suitable place to eat it in.
We are having a May-day party,
you know, and we forgot the ba­by."
Her face was serious, but
there seemed to be a merry twin­kle
in her eyes all the while she
was talking.
"Are you the Queen of the
May?" he asked, forgetting his
anger.
Her cheeks grew rosy as she
replied: "Yes, they chose me for
queen because I am the youngest
of us girls. The others are more'
beautiful than I." Was she ask­ing
for a compliment? Jack did
not know.
"You must have beautiful sis­ters,"
he answered. "What is
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Y0ur name? Mine is Jack Men­don."
"My name is Blossom. They
call me Apple-Blossom to-day;
and, Mr. Jack, if you will wash
your face in the brook over there,
you may be the May Queen's
Knight and come to lunch with
her. You know you saved the
baby."
l'My face must he very dirty,
for I have been riding for the
past three hours. It is strange
you were not more frightened
than you were, Miss Blossom;
and disregarding the fact that
you treat me as a child, I shall
gladly wash my face and come to
lunch with you." For Jack was
as hungry as a bear. So he
washed his face and hands and
wiped them on his handkerchief.
Then he walked beside Miss
Blossom; while she pushed Flos­sie
in her carriage. His feet
sank in the soft grass, and he
opened his mouth that he might
inhale as much as possible of the
balmy air. He had ceased to be
tired or angry now, for he was
going to lunch.
BHow many have you in your
party?" he asked as they went
along.
HThere are only seven of us;
mother, aunt Mary, my sisters
Ruth, Lydia, and Martha, my
brother Dick and myself."
"You say your sisters are old­er
than you; might I ask how old
you are, sweet A-pple-Blossom?"
"Why, yes, I don't mind telling
that I am seventeen. My oldest
sister is married, and is here
spending a month with us on a
visit. That is our house across
the creek among those trees.
This orchard is not far away and
we often come here during the
summer time. Ah, here we are
at headquarters. This is my
mother, Mr. Jack. This is aunt
Mary, and these are my sisters
Ruth, Lydia and Martha, and
here is little Dick." Dick was a
lad of about twelve years.
After the introductions were
over, Blossom drew her sister
Lydia aside and said: Hlsn't he a
charming young man? Now that
he has washed his face I think he
is really handsome. I am glad I
found him, Lydia. "
HIt is certainly nice to have a
young man in our party, but
what is he doing here, Blossom?"
HI've told you aU I know, I s up­pose
he was sent by Providence
to be the May-Queen's Knight;
you know things happen like that
in the stories."
"Come, let's go and help spread
out the lunch, Blossom, for your
knight looks as if he were hun­gry."
Before long the lunch was
spread out on the grass, and all
were seated about it. Then Mrs.
Miller, the mother, said in her
kind, motherly way: "Now. take
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hold, my dears, and don't wait to
. be helped."
And Jack did "take hold." He
helped himself to bread, butter,
chicken, cheese, salad, and pick­les;
then he sat with his head
bent over his plate, cramming
both sides of his mouth with food,
and then attempted to put the leg
of a chicken in also. He was re­called
to the company about him
by little Dick saying, "Say, mis­ter,
how do you do that, anyway?
I never can get both sides of my
mouth full at once."
Then Jack saw that Miss Blos­som
was looking at him, that
Misses Ruth and Lydia were
looking at him, that Mrs. Miller
was looking at him, and in fact,
they were all looking at him.
With a great, almost superhu­man
effort, he swallowed the food
in his mouth, and was feeling
very much embarrassed when
Dick continued: "Blossom says
she is disappointed in you. She
said you were ' to be her knight
like it is in the-"
·,'Dick!" screamed B10ssom.
Jack was trying to form some
kind of an apology. Could he say
that he forgot where he was; that
he thought he was home' with his
mother? No, he couldn't say
that-but~
Why, where was he? He sat
u~ and rubbed his eyes. Where
was :Miss Blossom, the Queen of
the May? Where was Miss Ruth,
and Miss Lydia, and that impu ..
dent Dick? He rubbed his eyes
again and yawned. He must
have been asleep for hours, he
thought, as he shook off the ap­ple-
blossoms, for he had been
sleeping under a shower of the
fallen petals. Then he slowly
got up, stl"etched himself and
strode off toward his horse. As
he went he said to himself: "That
scoundrel of a Jenkins said he
lived here. "\Vhat do I care for
his good-for-nothing cow!" By
this time he had reached his
horse, upon which he threw him~
self and rode away.
E.n.
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Summer in Logan.
White clouds ascend, day after day,
Above the mountains high,
Chased by the south winds as they go
Across the flecked sky.
Rill meeting rill, from peak and hill
Dance merrily, with glee,
Flowing together on their way
Toward the inland sea.
The joining rills, make raging streams
In valleys far below
Carrying hurriedly along
The swiftly melting snow.
To-day the rock whose jagged face
Above the snow is seen,
To-morrow by the growing moss
Is covered o'er with green.
The grass springs up on the bare earth,
Making a carpet rare
Woven between, and in and out,
With flowers everywhere.
The sap flows up within the tree;
From buds sweet perfumes blow;
The warm moist wind among the leaves
Tosses them to and fro.
We hear the sweet notes of the birds
Ascend to Him on high,
Who said He'd e'en the sparrow watch
With ever-guarding eye.
D.B.W.
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Editorial.
As will readily be observed,
THE CRIMSON staff has undergone
a temporary change which, of
course, is for the better. The
staff selected by the Freshman
class consists of the following
literary geniuses:
Inez Maughan, Editor-in chief.
Orson A. Christenson, Asso·
date Editor.
Ernest Young, Business Man­ager.
George Gardner, Circulation
Manager.
DEPARTMENT EDITORS.
Albert Jenson, Local
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Ed. Wilcox, • . Athletics
Ray Lewis, Exchanges
A number of the officers on
the staff were left vacant, not­ably
that of subscription man­ager,
his assistant and the alum­ni
editor. The first two places
were left vacant because the
fourth-year's think that their
number itself will be its own sub­scription
managers, and that
those who fail to receive the May
number of THE CRIMSON will be
the only losers. The last office
was left vacant, because there
was no one in the class who had
ever cared to become allied with
such a dreadful organization as
the alumni association is reported
to be.
One of the most enjoyable mu­sical
events of the school season
was/-the visit of the Brigham
Young University Opera Com·
pany to Logan. Mr. David Reese,
who took the part of Hilarian in
our own opera, took the title role,
Boccaccio. His work was ex­ceptionally
well done, as was also
that of Miss Mattie Clark, who
was the leading lady. The
school is to be congratulated up­on
its excellent production and
they may always · be sure of a
hearty welcome to Logan.
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I Died,on May 2nd, at its
home in Logan, the Brig­ham
Young College Train­ing-
School. Heart failure
was assigned as the im­mediate
cause of its
death. The deceased bore
a good character and was
much beloved by all who
knew it. Its immediate
family have our sincere
sympathy in this sad be­reavement.
...
The students of the College
have been very much gratified at
the interest taken by the citizens
of Logan in our athletic work.
To the generosity of the business
men of the town, our basket-ball
team owes its recent trip to Chica­go.
Shortly after the return of
the team from the East a further
appreciation of its work was
shown by Howell Bros. who pre­sen
ted to each of the boys a
splendid six-foot College pennant.
Mr. Luther Howell, in behalf of
the firm, gave a neat speech of
presentation. Needless to say
the gift was valued highly by
"the boys."
Saturday evening, April 5th a
large assembly of students and
citizens heard the debate be­tween
the Brigham Young Uni­versity
and the Brigham Young
College de bating teams. The
question, "Resolved that a pro­gressive
inheritance tax should
be levied by the Federal Govern­ment,
-constitutionality conced­ed,"
was under debate. Lowell
Merrill and David Cook repre­senting
our school, argued the
affirmative, and Mr. Morgan and
Curtis Larsen representing the
Provo school, the negative. The
discussion was a heated one,
much enthusiasm being displayed
by both sides, the speakers hold­ing
the attention of the listeners
to the end .
Although it was the decision of
the judges that our boys lost, we
feel proud of them and their ef­forts
just the same, and still
pledge ourselves to stand by
them in any future contest. The
mere fact that we met defeat in
this instance does not discourage
us from further effort. We yet
wish to manifest an indomitable
determination to win next time.
Upon the relative importance
and merits of the speakers and
the arguments we will not here
stop to dwell, but will conclude
with the statement that Provo's
men were strong, and we consid­er
ours no less so.
Our friends from Provo cer­tainly
show a phenomenal ad­vance
in the knowledge of what
constitutes argument and debate
since their first effort at the be­ginning
of th e league series. We
are not surprised that they won
I68 .THE CRIMSON
this debate; rather, our only sur­prise
is that, with the side of the
question that they had, they did
not put up a stronger case. They
certainly did not take as strong
ground as their side of the ques­tion
offered them.
The U. A. C.-B. Y. C. debate
was called off for this year. Con­ditions
at both schools were of
such a nature that the commit­tees
deemed it expedient to make
the following agreement:
"We, the representatives of the
faculties and debating organiza­tions
of the B. Y. C. and the U.
A~ C., do, by a mutual and friend­ly
agreement, postpone the de­bate
that was to be held in Feb­ruary,
1908, according to league
of 1905."
U. A. C. Committee,
George Thomas,
Alva Hansen.
B. Y. C. Committee,
A. E. Bowen,
D. S. Cook
Twenty Years Ago.
Faded violets in a text-book!
Backward my thought quickly
fiies,
Back to the happy old school days,
With its laughter, its trouble,
and sighs.
Back to the friends of those
school days,
To the faces familiar of yore,
To the days that have passed all
too quickly,
Ah could they return but once
moret
In my memory she appears
As we sat beside the brook,
When she plucked the faded vio-lets
And placed them in my book.
"Leave them there," she laugh­ing
said,
"And when, in the_ years yet
to come,
You pick your dear old text-book
up,
Perhaps you'll remember your
chum."
Oh yes, I could not forget her,
My memory holds her fast:
Yet the violets in the text·book
Bring nearer those days of the
past.
I. M.
,
I I
IHE CRIMSON
THE GRADUATING CLASS
1908
FIRST PAGE
Beginning at the top of the left hand side, and reading to the right.­Ethel
Hill, Edwin Jones, Levi Christensen, Winnie Cole, Lucy Davis, Wil­liam
Hoskins, Robert Austad, Hilma Jonsson, George Gardner, George Spill­man,
Orson Christensen, Veda Chambers, Barbara Maughan, Harry Olsen
Luella Peterson, Edwin Wilcox, Inez Maughan, James J. Allen, Daniel,
Woodland, Alice Kewley.
SECOND PAGE
Reading from left to right.-Mabel Maughan, Mary Clark, Albert Jen­sen,
Clement Rawlins, Bessie Shaw, John Hill, Mary Bastow, Evan Hum­phreys,
George Zundel, David Moffat, Inez Jackson, Ernest Young, Mae
Bell, May Barnett, Lovina Richardson, Arthur Jensen, Louis Allen, Ray A.,
Lewis, Charlotte Campbell, William Wright.
I6g
THE CRIfo/S01V
Exc.hanges.
Dz'xonz'an.-\Ve heartily concur
with you as to the merits of ex"
changes.
The April numberof Wh£teand
Blue is a commendable issue.
There is a foundation of truth
in the following from an ex­change:
BIt is only between
meals that a man admires a pret­ty
face more than a good cook."
Therefore it behooves the young
lady possessed of the beauty that
attracts, and gives her the choice
of many suitors, to prepare her­self
to "make good' in the culi·
nary department; for indigestion
has spoiled ma11Y a honeymoon,
led to many a divorce, and driven
many a man to drink.
The professor had been q uiz­zing
his psychology class and
was evidently disappointed with
the result. ~'Gent1emen," said
he as the bell rang for dismissal.
"It has been said that fish is good
for brain food. If that statement
is true, I advise some of the men
in this class to try a whale."­Lz'terary
Dz'gest.
Thus far The Portal has failed
a recognition from the Crimson
Exchange Department. It re­mains
for the Fresh men to call
attention to the oversight. We
apprehend its influence for good.
The physiology class has late ..
ly been seriously considering the
following exchange:
Miss Surface.-I hope you're
feeling better to-day. vVhat does
the doctor say?
Mrs. 'l'ubercleCmournfully).~
One of my lungs is entirely gone ~
and-
Miss SUr'face (gleefully).-Oh
how nice! You won't have any
more trouble from that, will you?
"Mamma" said. little Elsie,
"Do men evergo to heaven?"
"Why, of course, my dear.
What makes you ask?' ~
"Because I never see any pic­hIres
of angels with whiskers."
"Well," said the mother
thoughtfully. "Some men do go
to heaven; but they get there
with a close shave."-Hulnan
Life.
We note the "burst)' of poetic
instinct
Breathed in the lines of Easter
Classz'cum
Our freshman class has talent
too, as great,
We think with equal show will
pass it some.
He.-Do you think it would he
foolish of me to marry a girl who
is my inferior intellectually?
She.-More than foolish-im­possible.
THE Cl<IMSON
The latest Gold and Blue is ad­mirably
unique, in the design of
its athletic department.
In point of design, and general
arrangement of its literary mat­ter
the last issue of the Chronicle
excels.
"There was a chap who owned
a store and often wished it
grander.
He sold his goods to all who
came-his name was Alexander.
He mixed the goods with cun­ning
hand (he was the skillful
blender)
And, as his sugar was half
sand, they called him Alex. San­der.
He had a sweetheart (pretty
maid), admirably he scanned her,
And asked her if she'd change
her name-A ring did Alex-hand­her.
HOh, yes." she said and sweet­ly
smiled, HIf I may be com­mander."
And thus they formed a part­nership.
The firm named, Alex
& Her."
During the recent financial
panic, Mark Twain propounded
the following conundrum to a
friend:
"Why was Wall Street during
the money trouble like Pharaoh's­daughter?
"Because it found a little profit
in the rushes on the banks."
Smaley.-Do you believe that
money talks?
Ardupp.-You bet I do, I no
sooner get my hands on a dollar
than it says "good-by. "-Literary
Digest.
A teacher in .a down-town
school has for her pupils the chil­dren
of Russian parents. The
other day she was explaining a
sum in subtraction which the lit­tle
ones found difficult to under­stand.
"Now," said she, to exemplify
the proposition, "suppose I had
ten dollars, and went into a store
to spend it. Say I bought a hat
for five dollars; then I spent two
dollars for gloves, and a dollar
and fifty cents for some other
thing. How much did I have
left?"
For a moment there was dead
silence. Then a boy's hand went
up.
HWell, Isaac, how much did I
have left?"
"Vy didn't you count your
change, ". said Isaac in a disgusted
tone.-Ex.
Since a cure's been discovered,
Beyond any question
For the alcohol habit
By auto-suggestion,
Won't some genius, laden
With brotherly feeling,
Suggest a cheap habit
For auto-mobiling?-Ex.
THE CRIMSON '
Our base ball team gained its
first victory in the league series
this season by defeating the B.
Y. U. team, Friday, April 24th,
on our campus, the score being
6 to 1. Although the score was
very one-sided, the latter part of
the game was very interesting.
The Crimsons are improving
rapidly, and already compare fav­orably
with other school league
teams in the state.
The day following,April 25th,
a triangular track meet was held
between the B. Y. U., U. A. C.,
and B. Y. C. teams. It was a
very interesting meet. Although
the final score was not very close
a number of our boys showed up
favorably. Among them were
Roskelley at the shot put, high
jump, and high hurdles; Johnson,
at the pole vault; Jensen at the
sprints; and Rawlins in the low
hurdles.
Another victory was added to
t~)etiCS.
our list on May ls't by a game
with the L. D. S. University.
Our boys showed the same base
ball skill that they always exhi­bit.
Although the game was a
close one an through, we hold no
doubt as to the superiority of our
players. Unfortunately the game
ended in a wrangle over a dis­puted
tally made by our team.
As the manager for the ,L. D. S.
team refused to continue against
the order of the umpire, the game
was awarded to us by the official.
Our first scheduled game with
the A. C. U. team was to have
been played Saturday, May 9th,
but on account of the stormy and
disagreeable day it was post­poned
to some future date. A
dual track meet was also to have
taken place the same day, but it
too, was postponed. It is now
not likely that we shall meet the
Aggies until after the state track
meet.
THE CRIMSON I73
Our college track team left
for Salt Lake City Saturday
morning, May 16th to participate
in the annual state intercholastic
athletic meet. It is certain that
our college will be better repre­sented
in athletics this year at
the meet than it has been in pre­vious
years.
Social Comments.
We all truly sympathize with
those poor unfortunates who did
not attend the party given by the
Class of '12 in honor of the High
School Class of '08 and the Se­niors.
'l'he program consisted of an
address of welcome by Miss
Pond, president of the '12 class,
remarks by Louis Larsen of the
Seniors, Geo. Gardner of the '08's
and Conrad Jensen of the '12's;
also a vocal selection by Miss
Lydia Fonnesbeck and a cornet
solo by Mr. Seth Baker.
The extemporaneous speeches
were some of the amusing feat­ures
of the evening. Mr. Niel­sen
told the crowd the best
method of proposing. Ernest
Young was called on to answer
the q uestion-Why he was not
married. The writer can not
believe the excuse given by Mr.
Young. All we can say is that
he will never have a young lady
till he tries the winning proposi­tion
and he will always be afraid
till he tries. Try it Ernest, it's
easy! ? ? !
At the proper hour refresh­ments
were served, consisting of
ice cream, oranges and bananas.
The way the girls did things
was "not slow." First they call­ed
for the gentlemen whose names
they had drawn. It was all done
in "real leap year fashion." In
fact, the ladies gave the boys a
lesson worthy of emulation.
As for that Sophomore party,
we are told that the supper was
very good-even approaching the
point where it could be called
"exquisite."
The "May Day" party given
by the officers of the student
body was an elaborate affair.
Miss Minnie Thomas of the '14
class was chosen Queen of May.
The May pole, which had been
draped in the college colors, was
braided by sixteen of our most
charming young ladies- two
from each class.
It remains yet to mention the
reception gi ven by our class to
the Faculty and Seniors. We
merely wish to mention the facts
1'74 THE CRIMSON
as they occurred and give our in­terpretation
of the success of the
event. Dancing was the first on
the program, followed by a series
of relay races and other features
in which both faculty and stu-
Why didn't Parley sprain his
ankle too? Charles did.
Prep. (looking at the examina­tion
schedule). - Browning - I
never heard of that before; is it a
part of domestic science?
Clark knows 1ittle of drunkards
when he says that those who
drink whiskey are the ones who
are able to pay for it.
Prep.-(giving a free transla ..
tion of E Pluribus Unum) I came,
I saw, I took!
Lydia.- Mr. Schneider pins
his kimona like a girl.
Miss Edwards was dozing. Mr.
Jensen called her to return from
her heaven to the other place.
dents participated. The latter
part of the evening was spent in
room 12, where refreshments
were served and toasts given.
G. L. Z. '08.
Barbara. - (speaking of her'
training students) That Wallace
has his arms around me all the
time.
Prof. G. C. Jensen;s menu:
1. Pluth puddiIig.
2. Sour krout.
3. Bacon.
4. Pancakes well fried in lard.
Prof. Jensen can vouch for the
good results obtained from eat ..
ing the above menu, because he
bas proved it.
Prof. G. C. Jenson.-After a
than reaches the age of thirty­(
quickly) judging from what I
have heard~he becomes less sen­timental.
THE CRIjJ1S0N I75
Well, Ephraim, have courage
and patience, and you may win
that happy home still, for since
you have left off those red stock­ings,
Miss Jones is renewing her
love for the curly locks that rest
on your manly stature.
Edwards.-Are "Robert's Rules
of Order" a part of the Constitu­tion?
Lindsay.-May I call at your
home next Sunday?
Myrtle.-Yes, but I won't be
home.
Lindsay.- That's all right, I
just wanted to see your folks.
Lloyd, in French, explaining
the difference between chevaux
and cheveux-There are two kinds
of hair; hair and horses.
Orson. -Everyone knows that
a girl who has taken domestic
science at a high school req uires
forty dollars worth of dry goods
to get a decent meal.
WiJkey.-Tell me, how do you
coronate a queen?
Prof. G. C. Jenson says that
'"to catch on" is in good use now.
1st Studeut.-Did the teacher
consult you?
2nd Student.-No, he insulted
me.
It has been reported that Mr.
White discontinued school to ex­periment
with his perpetual mo­tion
machine.
War has been declared be­tween
Germany and Sweden; the
little Germans won the first bat­tle
through stratagem.
Farewell our friends and class­mates,
We bid you all adieu.
Farewell our books and teachers
We want no more of you!
Mabel, a young lady in the 4th
year class, was heard to say a
short time ago: "Oh, dear, I won­der
if I'm doomed to be an old
maid! I hope not. Well, I'm sure
it's not my fault." We refer you
to Dan for further details.
Mabel.- Most of the public
charities are left to private or­ganizations.
Prof. Bowen.-Mr. Peterson,
your name is on the exclusion
list. You had better go to the
committee.
Edwin.-What do I go for?
Prof.-For an excuse.
Levi.-They shot him with a
spear.
Albert.- (in debate) Men are
in need of wives. (showing symp­toms
of distress)-There are
many men in this school who
have indigestion, caused by the
poor cooking of their wives.
Veda.-Man must have civi­lized
food.
A good way to find a girl out is
to call when she is not in.
•
Tag CRIMSOJ.V
Prof. H.-Miss Smith, what is
a vegetarian?
Miss Smith.-I don't know, but
I think it's something like a tur­nip.
What were the recollections
passing through Instructor Pe­terson's
mind on the day of the
an~ual evergreen oration in chap­el?
First Student. ~ Does Miss
Hill ever go walking on the cam­pus?
Second Student.-Why do you
ask?
First Student.~She seemed so
much concerned about the Presi·
dent's spring talk. <
Second Student.- Well, lim­.
agine most any faculty member
who is single should be.
Oison.-I have my inanusc1·ipt
ready for the press.
Ray . .......:...-Do you expect any man
to read such writing?
Orson. - Gentlemen, that's a
profound insult. Don't you know
that is my writing? Prof. Jensen
says worse manuscripts have
been read.
Prof S.-(pressing her closer)
It's a solemn thing to be married.
Student.-Yes, but it is much
more solemn not to be.
Jack.- Ephraim, what's the
matter with you?
Eph.~Well, Jack, if you had
gone through what I have, you'd
look bad too.
Jacl{,~What is wrong?
Eph.-I discarded Edna last
night, because she refused the
proposal you encouraged me to
make.
Edna.-Dear Ephraim, it's all
up, we ain't going to be married.
Ma says you're too big, and I sup­pose
she's right. I'm sorry, but
can't you go to Europe and get
filed down?
Miss M.~Ah, George, isn't it
delightful that we are going to be
married so soon? To be sure we
are not rich in this world's goods
but with such love as ours, we
can almost live on bread and
water, can't we, dear?
George.~( with great emotion)
Easily! You furnish the bread
and love, and I will skirmish
around and find the water.
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~ buys clothing on looks, and if the garment goes wrong he condems ~
~ the merchant. . ~
+ Now, buy your Clothing, Hats and Gents Furnishings, where you +
~ will get Quality, we also carry a big line of Trunks, Valis'es and $
++ Telescopes. Come and get QUALITY at ++ + +
~ NEWBOLD'S, .. The Up-to-date Clothier t + •• and Haberdasher * ++ ++
~ JUST RECEIVED i !+ ++
~ an elegant line of Ladies Suits ~
~ and Dress Goods ~
+ +
~ * i ELIASON SISTERS ~ ++ ++
+ * ~ ~ ++ ++
++ *~. + 1-
~ t?Onlnzencemenl Wearin.9 Apparel ~
+ + ++ ++
~ OxfOPdS in :fans, Ooze, White • .9peen, Patent ~
+ + ~ Ceathep and Mci ::7<id. · gpaduating gowns, ~
:i: 9)aint9 Shipt Waists, J(osieP9 and undep.mus# :t +"'l" ++ + lins at pemapka619 low ppices. *"
+ :t
+ * ~ We solicit college tpade. ~
+ *" ++ **""
i+ {3am * p 6ell's Store. i
~ +
++ **" . ++ *t"
~ *" + *" ~f+++++++~++++++++++++++++~+~+++~++++++++++++++++~++++++++~t
Don't be like the Horse in a Treadmill.
No doubt you have seen a horse in an old-fashioned tread-mill,
always on the go, yet going nowhere.
You will certainly occupy a similar position if you do not com­mence
early in life to create a reserve capital. Soon after leaving
college you will most likely secure a position and commence to draw
a salary. Then will be the time to start a reserve fund.
It's l' good thing for a man to figure out carefully just how his
money goes, and then to consider how it will grow when he once be­gins
saving it systematically.
Then having done that-start. The way to do a thing is to go
ahead and do it. Overcome your inertia, laziness, timidity, or what­ever
it is that holds you back, and follow the promptings of your am­bition.
Don't put it off. Procrastination saps your ability. Wastes your
energy. Every dollar you save will help you save another.
And remember this, you don't need to consider yourself selfish
or sordid because you are economical.
Never mind what other people say. Let them call you "close"
or even "stingy." You may be in a position sometime to "heap coals
of fire upon their heads" by helping them out of some financial diffi­culty
from your abundant means, acquired by economy and judicious
investment.
The man who has built a reserve fund is the man who is able
to take advantage of the good safe investments offered. He is the
person who becomes financially strong in the community.
If you have not already opened a savings account, begin at once
and adopt a system wHich will enable you to save a certain percent­age
of your income.
We accept savings deposits in amounts of $1.00 and upwards,
and pay 4 per cent. interest on same compounded quarterly. All de­posits
made between the first and tenth of each month commence to
draw interest on the first.
Thatcher Brothers Banking Co.
LOGAN, UTAH
Capital. Surplus and Profits, .$185,000.00
LOGAN, UTAH, February 14th, 1908
Mr. Student" Professor,
Logan, Utah,
DEAR SIR: At the opening of the Spring Sea­son,
when the matter of new Clothes is sure to con­front
you, we take the liberty of writing you this let­ter.
We want to call your attention to the many nice
and exception'ally good things we have in Men's Wear­abIes
for Spring.
Good Clothes are a hobby with us, and we sell no
other kind. We know how very easy it is to buy
clothes and disappointment at the same time. This
comes from not knov"ring where to buy.
. Now, Sir, if you wish to invest $10, $12. $15, $20,
or $30 in a Spring Suit or overcoat, or $3, $4, or $5, in
a pair of Spring Trousers, or~well, it matters not
what your wants may be, we ask that you hold to
your money until you learn what this store is able to
do for you.
Weare demonstrating daily that vve give values
that cannot be obtained elsevJhere.
You are never under the slightest obligation to
keep any article you buy here unless you are perfectly
satisfied.
Kindly remember this letter, please, when ready
to make your Spring Clothing purchases.
Very truly yours,
Student. Store ' 27 Main

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CRIMSON
Vol. v. MAY" 1908 No.7.
It pays to Trade at the "One Price" Store
Opposite Tabernacle
For Dependable Clothing, Furnishings, Hats and Shoes
All Goods cheerfully Exchanged or Money Refunded
THE TELEPHONE
I t saves you time in a thousand ways,
And time is money, you know;
I t does your shopping on frozen days
When the winds of winter blow.
And if, when your orders are sent, you find
Your wishes and wants have grown,
Or you'd like a change in measure or kind,
You can change your list when you change
your mind,
By the use of the telephone.
You reserve your berth in the Pullman car,
And your seats at the matinee;
You call your friends froin near and far
For a feast or a holiday.
And if any accident should befall
You can easily make it known
To the guests you have bidden, one and all.
And save all trouble by makin~ a call
Through your friend, the telephone.
BUT IT -MUST BE A ROCKY lUOUNTAIN BELL
HOWELL-CARDON COMPANY
STUDENTS' HEADQUARTERS
====~OR====
S'kirts, Waists, Underwear, Hosiery.
Trimmings, Ribbons, Gloves, Etc.
LADIES' SHOES A SPECIALTY
; .
EVERY SUIT WE SELL
Is Pressed ,Free 10 Times­What
does this mean to you?
Copyright 1907 by
Hart Schaffner f.:j Marx
TEN DOLLARS FOR NOTHING
Hart, Schaffner
&. Marx Clothes
Are All W'ool
Perfect Fitters
Will hold their Shape
Guaranteed
Ladies' Shoes
The Finest
in the land
$2.00 to $5.00
MORRELL CLOTHING CO.
THE STUDENTS STORE
.lttof':f++1-of':f1-+1-++++++++++++++++ _i:-1-+++o:!}+·f.f.f.f+.f.f.f.f++++++++.f+++·l~+1< - ~
+ +
~ "ITS A SILLY GOOSE THAT t
~ COMES TO A FOX'S SERIiiON." .+-
~ +
"l4 Low price is a pitfall for the ;t~
+ unwary buyer. We put n')thing +
~ but the besti quality of mater- +
~ ials in our knit goods. They :t
~ are not cheap~;in quality; but I\C -
oft they are reasonable in price +
+ .r ~ We Have Everything In +- + + oft KNIT UNDERWEAR +
+ * + ~ :+t LOGAN KNITTING F AGTORY + 45NMa i nSt.,OGAN,UTAH. ~
~ + + + + +
+ + ~ HAND PAINTED CHINA * ~ IF YOU CANT SEE EVERYTHING IN WATCHES ~
+ ~~ +
~ Clocks, Diamonds, Jewelry, Sil- t
~ C. C. WENDELBOE verware. - The most skillful and ~
~ painstaking attention given to all t
~ watch repairing. t
~ ~rtfntt:fir J. ery anA Cutlery, ~
-+ COME TO THE *
t~ Logan 2d Hand Store * $\ + * ~;: and we wi11 convince you that we can PRESCRIPTIONS ~
~ make prices right. A SPEGYALTY :t
~ * ~ Try us. Both Phones 106 ~
+ +
-+- 24 W. First North St. 14 W. Center. Logan. Utah *
-+ * -+ * -+ * ~ SHOE STORE. C.P.FORDShoesfor Ladies and t DOUGLAS Shoes for Men, also * t BURT & PACKARD Guaranteed Patent Leather Shoes, the best makes in :t
~ the world. The best grades of Rubber Goods, Gents' Furnishings and Under- :t
~ wear. SOLD BY ANDREAS PETERSEN .. :t
-+ * -+- * ~ JOHN THOMAS, MERCHANT TAILOR i -+ +
-+ . -+ The Only First Class Establishment in the County * -+ +
~ CLEANING AND REPAIRING A SPECIALTY !t
:t 70 W. First North Street, LOGAN, UTAH i .
-+- * :-+t- "OPPORTUNITY." *:t + +
++ Something that is made, awaited, and oft times not recognized. Here is one +*
~ opportunity that we are in a position to apprise the public of; the opportunity to :t
~ buy right. The pianos, organs, Phonographs, and all musical instruments carried :t
t-+ - by us are absolutely reliable. A buyer along these lines desires full value and * that is what we have to offer. Our stock is complete, our prices unequaled. ~
~ We want YOUR trade. "WE CAN SA VE YOU MONEr." :t
-+ * :~t THE THA TCHER MUSIC CO. :t 39 SOUTH MAIN STREET :t
~ +++tf+++++++++++++++++++++offo++++{·'+++++++++++++++++{i f~r-++++++ t
~; +++,}++++++++++++++++++++++ 1'++++1 r+1'++++++++++++++++++++++~ ++ :t: Magnificent Showing of Fall wearing apparel for College Girls t
:t: AT CAMPBELL'S t + + + +
~ Our Suits" Cloaks, Skirts and Shirt Waists i
~ ARE EXCLUSIVE IN STYLE AND GIVE DISTINCTION IN -DRESS t + + + +
~ Largest line of LADIES SHOES and SLIPPERS for ~
++ School or dress wear, at prices without competition ++
++ ++
~ }VE ARE COMPLETE LADY OUTFITTERS ~ + + +*' + Special Prices to College Trade ~
~ ~
~ CAMPBELL;oS ' STORE ~
+ ~. 57 MAIN STREET 57 *
+ * + * ~ THATCHER Dr.P. M-. Paulson !,
-r LIVERY & TRANSFER Co. 0 E N TIS T +:t: Gold Crown, 22k ___________________ $5.CO +~
+ Best Equipped Stable In Logan High Class Bridge Work ____ ---- ____ .$5.00 +
+ 46 West Center 46 Gold Fillings _________________ $1.00 and up *' ~ Silver Amalgam ___________________ $0.75 ~ + ~~~~ Cement Fillings ____________________ $O.50 +
+ Both Phones No. 16 All work guaranteed. Teeth extracted with- +
~ out pain. Special rates to Students. :t
++ ++
++ *+ + +
~ _ LOST. ~
+ +
~ . A barefooted boy with tan shoes on. When :t
~ last seen was in a gun powder shop trying to ~
+ +
~ - borrow 10 cents to buy some of Murdock's :t
t Candies. ~
+ +
~ . ~
~ ~ :+t '- + PUTTING HIS BEST FOOT FORW ARD ~
+ + *+--- Is what every merchant should do when :1: - Autumn arrives by keeping the best gro- :t
++ ceries and offering them at such attractive ++ ++ prices as we are doing. When you see ++ ++ the goods you'll appreciate the 6r lenuine- + t + bargains offered. Walk in and look and ~
++ judge for yourself. ++
++ .'' .. .o 'j -,-? _ -_:~:.:-i~f / C • V • M C :t ere o. + ,- ..L. + d •• ,-.!~.v .. .. .",ar~ - . +
~ ++++-Jo+++++++++'Jo+++++++++++I1-++++of++++++++++of++4{'+++++{~+'l'+++~
•
Edgar's Vacation.
Edgar Sharkley's wish had at
last been reali~ed. He had long
since grown tited of the noise
and cares of city Hfe,--the busy
crowded streets, the school-room
and the office desk;-and had
cherished a desire to spend a va"
cation in the country. An uncle,
Mathan Sharkley had often in­vited
Edgar to visit him at his
coun try borne, a short distance
w'est of Cedar Lake; and now
that the opportunity had pre'"
sented itself, the young man at
once seized upon the invitatio11-'­which
was a standing one~and
decided to take the train the next
day for Hillside Springs.
A two hours' ride on the Mont ..
joy Limited, and Edgar stepped
off on the old plank platform at
the station, buttoned his coat,
and took a general survey of the
surrounding verdure, the hills
and the forests. "How grand,
how beautiful!" thought he as the
dusty, monotonous street Scene's
flashed across his mind and pre"
sented a striking contrast with
Nature's splendor. Not until he
had dtunk his fill of the perfume
from the cedars and flowers did
he fix his gaze on the bystanders.
Seve tal farmers stood near him
on the left talking of their pros­pects
and calculating the number
of bushels of wheat pel'" acre they
would raise if the fil1e weather
continued. Standing to the right
on the farthest corner were two
suspicious-looking fellows speak­ing
in low totles, and vei4Y obser ..
vant of all pet·sons at the station,
particularly of a young lady who~
apparently, had charge of the
mail-bag.
While in this musing attitude,
young Shaddey felt a slight, mo­dest
pull at his coat sleeve, and
turned to be addressed by the
handsome young woman, whom
he had noticed a moment before .
.J
ISO THE CRIMSON
"If you please, sir, will you
help me lift the mail-sack into
my cart? It is most heavy to­day?"
"At your service," answered
Edgar, as he followed the grace­fut'figure
to the horse and bug­gy;
·'but can you tell me the way
to the Rivardo Ranch?" by which
dignified name his uncle's estate
was familiarly known.
"Yonder, over the lake lies the
place. Mr. Sharkley, the owner,
is our neighbor. This road," she
explained, pointing to a small
opening at the edge of the timber
and brush around the north and
west sides of the lake, "leads to
the place."
With this bit of information
she bowed courteously, thanked
him and drove away down a
road which wound· southward
around the lake. Edgar stood
for a short time, where she had
left him, in another of his medi­tative
moods, dreaming of the
sweet, smiling, blushing maiden.
Then he walked back to the plat ..
form. He wondered why the
pretty mail-carrier had not in­vited
him to ride with her; but
when he remembered that they
were entirely unacquainted he
concluded it was perfectly right
that she had not. He approached
the farmers and enq uired
whether any of them lived west
of Cedar Lake or traveled the
road which was pointed out to
him.
'·Yes, sir; I go that way," arts­wered
a big, burly, rough-looking
farmer. "Would you like a ride
that way?" he added with an air
of superiority, with which he
wished, no doubt, to impress the
well-dressed, fair-faced youth.
"I should very -much like to
ride with you, if you have no ob­jections,
sir, "answered Sharkley.
"All right, you're welcome,"
said the farmer as he started off
toward his team. Soon lie re­turned,
threw some freight on his
wagon, and with Edgar drove off
down the road to Rivardo Ranch.
The distance to the ranch was
about five miles. Both sides of
the road were bordered almost
all the way with heavy groves of
cedar, bushes of several varieties,
and a thick undergrowth of flow­ers
and grass. For nearly an
hour Edgar and his newly-found
friend jogged along the road be­fore
reaching his destination.
The generous farmer stopped
his team, and Edgar springing
from the wagon, thanked him,
and turned in the direction of
the house, by way of a narrow
path through the garden in front.
He met with a hearty reception
from his relatives, and especially
from the elder Sharkley, who
showed him great courtesy and
proffered the use of anything on
the ranch. Edgar, of course, was
TOE CRIMSON
grateful fot such generosity and
set about to help the farm hands
in the best manner known to a
"green" city fellow.
But not all his time was spent
in laborious farm duties. The
woods on all sides abounded in
game; and the meandering
creeks which poured their con­tents
into the lake, ahd the lake
itself, were inhabited by many
species of fish. Certainly Edgar
did not lack a suitable hunting
ground.
One pleasant May day he set
out for Cedar lake on a fishing ex­cursion.
The air was cool and
the tree tops were waving in a
slight breeze. The sunlight de·
scertded through the branches,
and cast pale patches upon the
decaying leaves which lay upon
the ground. Rabbits, in fear of
the tattling, dty leaves beneath
his feet, sprang from their rest ..
ing places and darted into the
thicket; singing birds fluttered
away in terror. So thoroughly
interested and meditatiyein these
sutroundings had Edgar become
that before he was aware of his
situation he was standing on the
shore gazing intently on the rip­pling
surface of the water. The
small waves danced in the sun ..
light, and beat upon the gravelly
bank. Far acrosS the valley he
could see his home city with its
mighty church spires towering
skyward and sparkling in the af­ternoon
sunshine.
While reclining on the turf,
over whicb hung wild rose-bush­es
and creepers, Edgar discet-ned
two moving objects on the north
shore, about a mile distant, alid
upon closer obsel"vation, satisfied
himself that they w'ere human
beings.
He sprang to his feet, and in
response to a cowardly impulse
cast his eyes about in seatch of a
hiding-place. Cautiously he with ..
drew to a position behind the
clump of buShes, in the shade of
which he had been sitting, and
carefully concealed himself in the
vines and twigs and awaited their
approach. Through the spaces
between the branches he watched
the moving figures coming slow­ly
toward him, following the
water's edge, and now and then
running to and fro chasing but­terflies
he suspected, and occa­sionally
stooping to pick a butter ..
cup or a wild pansy.
Edgar had now become greatly
interested; fot the persons prov­ed
to be ladies, andl although re­served,
he was particularly fond
of ladies. He watched closely
for a-glimpse of their faces, but
without success. Finally the
smaller gir1~ who, it appeared led
in conversation, said something
very softly, whereupon the othet
in a spasm of careless laughter,
and with a toss of her head,
turned her face squarely to the
sun. The sunllght streamed in
I52 THE CRIilfSON
upon it and Edgar beheld, in all
her gayety, the lovely maiden
whom he had helped with the
mail at Hillside Springs station
two weeks before.
For a minute he could scarcely
control his feelings. His heart
beat heavily, and fairly shook
him; and when she came to the
very bush in which he sat, and
plucked a wild rose, had it not.
been for a fear of being detected,
he would-like some of the loye­lorn
knights of old-have fainted,
for it seemed that her piercing,
dark-blue eyes were staring di­rectly
at him. Fortunately for
him, however, he remained un­seen,
and when the girls were a
short distance past, he crept out
of the push, and from a half-con­cealed
spot admired the retreat­ing
forms.
Edgar's mind was lost in fan­cies.
He stood dreaming of a
time when he should again meet
the one with whom he had fallen
so desperately in love. He se­verely
censured himself, and a
sense of disgust came over him
as he thought of the littleness he
had displayed by hiding, "but,"
thought he, somewhat relieved,
"no one knows of it but myself."
The girls had now disappeared
from view, hidden by the brush
which s:kirted the narrow road
leading to Marvin's ranch, the
home of Veda Marvin, which as
he had learned from his cousins,
was the fair maid's name. With
a sweeping glance at the horizon
he turned his gaze in the oppo­site
direction and beheld two men
slowly and cautiously emerging
from the woods, about twenty
paces from the lake.
Even though he had known the
young adventurers he could not
have identified them at that dis­tance,
but their movements and
actions he could easily see. They
neared the water, stopped, and
seemed engrossed in serious con­versation
for nearly five minutes,
accompanying their talk with
gestures and pointing. At the
end of that time they hastily re­treated
into the forest. Edgar
did not know what to make of it.
Anyway he concluded that he
would not remain to fish that day,
but returned to his uncle's ranch
with heavy mind, and his heart
throbbing with the excitement
of love.
That night at supper Edgar
had little to say. He was unu­sually
silent, and wore a counte­nance
of distress or some kind­red
emotion. Mr. Sharkley was
not long in noticing the unusual
behavior of his nephew. Amid
the jokes and la~ghter of his
household, he directed to his
nephew the following query:
"Edgar, you look weary to­night;
did you not enjoy your
stroll to the lake, or are you just
naturally tired?"
THE CRIMSON I53
Edgar answered in the affirm­ative.
Indeed he was tired, but
that was hardly what made him
look sad. To mention the ridic­ulous
fact of his having fallen in
love with a girl whom he scarce­ly
knew-he could not think of
that; and he would not tell of the
two men on the beach, for fear of
being reproached for want of
courage, besides he thought but
little about them.
"Well, you shall ride with me
to the post office in the morning;
that will be refreshing; and we
shall see a young lady down there
who I think can cheer you up,"
resumed his uncle after a mo­ment's
delibera.tion. The words
seemed, so Edgar thought, spo­ken
with the intention of probing
him. He asked himself: "Can
my uncle know my secret?" His
answer came promptly: "No; I
have told no one, nor shall I."
But the only audible reply he
made was his approval of the
proposed drive.
Thus resolved, the two Shark­leys
visited the post office as had
been planned. Upon reaching
the place, and after fastening the
team, Sharkley led the way to the
office, followed closely by his
nephew. Just as he had prom­ised,
the sweet, smiling face was
there to greet them. Her father
was busy.at the rear end of the
store opening dry goods boxes-­for
they also conducted a mer-can
tile business in the same
building. Edgar observed that
the two resembled each other
rather strikingly, even in minor
and minute details. However he
had but Ii ttle time fot' such re­flections,
for a rapid exchange of
"How do you do's?" and "good
mornings" followed, accom pan­ied
by Edgar's introduction to
Miss Marvin and father.
During this .crisis Edgar was
self-possessed and manifested an
exceptional coolness. He was
surprised at the simplicity which
characterized the store, the man­ner
of introductions in the coun­try,
· and the girl herself. He had
fancied her house a palace; her
face was always associated in his
mind with flowers, and her voice
with singing birds-in short, a
child of nature. a very nymph,
an angel.
But with this sudden descent
of the flight of his fancy, his love
did not wane; rather, if it were
possible, it increased.
The older gentlemen, faintly
surmising the potentialities of the
situation, left the young couple
engaged in conversation. Miss
:Marvin recognized Edgar from
their first meeting, which added
much to their acquaintance. She
took pleasure in narrating her ex­perience
as a mail carrier. But
she would have him understand
that they made the mail service
not a business, or a means of
I54 THE CRIMSON
gaining a livelihood, but merely
as an accommodation to the other
settlers in the vicinity. She told
also of her May walk to the lake
with a friend the day before,
about which Edgar already knew
though he kept silent. He learn­ed
that she intended taking an­other
the next day.
Old Marvin and Sharkley were
greatly interested in the young
couple, and grew nervous, fear­ing
that the conversation might
end too soon. Marvin felt that
he could congratulate his daugh­ter
for being able to entertain a
young man from the city, for
"city lads" were looked upon as
possessing a degree of superiori­ty
over those of the country.
Likewise Sharkley was pleased
that his nephew should be so
much attached to the loveliest
and most highly respected young
woman in the Cedar Lake re­gion.
However, due to their mod­esty,
they refrained from ex­pressing
their joys and hopes.
When all the business of the
day had been transacted, and
Edgar and Veda had exhausted
their subjects, the Sharkleys
drove home.. Edgar's mind was
very much relieved. 1\'1 uch of
the burden had also been taken
.from his heart. He chatted free-ly
with his uncle, who noted the
soothing effect that the late con­versation
had had upon him.
Anxiety took the place of melan-choly.
The next twenty-four
hours seemed as weeks to Edgar.
The moment he learned of lvIiss
Marvin's intentions, he set his
mind upon making the same visit.
Accordingly, after breakfast
the following morning, Edgar,
with fishing apparatus in hand­for
although he did not think of
fishing, he thought it prudent to
be able to give an excuse for com­ing
to the lake, if he were asked­rambled
through the woods to
the beach. He was 'not nearly so
observant of scenery as he had
been two days before; the woods
had lost their charm; and the
thoughts of Veda had superceded
all others.
He came to the lake in about an
hour and took a seat on the turf
under the wild-rose branches,
for the purpose of resting him­self.
"Quite different," though t
he, "from the place of two days
ago," and indeed it felt so. The
sun's rays had been shut out by
the dark, massive thunder clouds
which hung overhead; the wind
blew in chilling puffs; the tree­tops
swung in sad submission be­fore
the breezes; and even the
rippling on the beach brought
gloom to the mind. Against the
dark-green background on the
north shore, he could . see the
fairy-like objects, "undoubtedly
the girls," he concluded. They
were so far distant that at least
a half-hour must be consumed
TI-IE CRIMSON I55
before they would arrive at Ed­gar's
haunt; so he proposed to
wait for them. With his face
buried in his hands he sat think­ing
of some subject, which he
might use to begin a conversa­tion,
and framing sentences that
he might be able to speak in a
free and easy manner.
Just then his attention was
drawn to a piece of paper which
a sudden gust of wind had sent
whirling over the grass and
through the air until it became
fast in the branches of a bush
near him. He rose, got it and
resumed his position brl the
mossy turf. The paper proved
to be half of the fron t page of the
':Lake County News." He turned
it over several times until his eye
caught this title in bold type at
the head of a short artic1e:-"To
the Citizens of Cedar Lake Re­gion~
Wat·ning." In his curiosi­ty
he read on-HWe would ad­monish
all people about Cedar
Lake-pleasure-seekers, travelers
and ranchers-to exercise the ut­most
care by not exposing them­selves
or placing their persons in
any situation where robbery or
other inj ury by ou tlaws would be
possible. For it has been ascer­tained
and leaves little room fot
dou bt that thfl.t region and the
mountains on the north are in­fested
by such pests. These
places afford an excellent harbor
for thieves, and some depreda-tions
have been committed."
In an instant Edgar summar"
ized his dangerous position. He
felt a shudder in every limb, and
asked himself, "What must I do?
Shall I stay and inform the girls
of their danger?"
While debating these ques­tions,
his eye was attracted by a
sudden loud splash in the lake to
the south. Two men in a small
boat were rowing rapidly toward
him, keeping close to the shore,
where on account of the shadow
reflected by the tall timber which
lined the beach, they would be
less liable to detection. In ter~
ror, Edgar crept back of the
bush-where he had been in hid ..
ing once before-for the purpose
of ascertaining the designs of the
men. They had now come so
near that he recognized them as
the men who had made the sud­den
appearance two days before,
and the very ones he had observed
at Hillside Springs station. They
rowed beyond him several hun­dred
feet and ran ashore; and
taking the skiff, one at each end,
they hurriedly carried it into the
brush.
Edgarsat quite still, his mind
filled with awful reflections.
"Their purpose is to kidnap
those girls," he conjectured, "and
what can I do to prevent it?" He
hurriedly studied the perilous
situation, but it seemed impos­sible
to assist them; they were
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now too near. An attempt to
warn the girls would be folly.
He had no weapon of defense,
and surely all would be cap­tured.
"Better to be quiet, and
if I can not now save them, I can
probably effect their release by
other means," he judiciously con­cluded.
Merrily and carelessly Miss
Marvin and her companion ad­vanced.
Little did they dream of
the danger that awaited them;
they must not have read the
warning in the newspaper. When
the girls had reached the thicket,
quick as a flash the men rushed
from their place of hiding, and
before the unfortunate ladies
could signal their fright, with
many screams, had them bound
and gagged. They quickly car­ried
the skiff back into the water,
and placed the girls back to back
seated in the bottom. One rob­ber
held it while the other fast­ened
a piece of paste board to a
pebble, on a conspicuous mound.
Then each taking a position in
either end of the boat began row­ing
fast and hard in a direct
course to the opposite shore.
Much as Edgar would have
liked to rescue the captives, he
was given no opportunity, so
q'uickly had all been done.. Dur­ing
the excitement he sprang
from the bush and advanced a
few steps toward the scene in
plain view, but was not discover-ed
by the robbers. Before they
had gone a quarter of a mile from
shore he ran along under the
overhanging branches to get the
message. Upon the paste board,'
in large, black letters was writ­ten
the following:
"Dick Marvin.-
We have your daughter and
friend in safe keeping. If you
value the lives of them as any­thing,
place at the base of Shel­don
cliff in Long canyon, $5000 as
a ransom. As soon as that is done
they will be released, and not un­til
every damned cent of it is
there deposited, and not after
June 1 will they see daylight~
We mean business.
Signed, Winton
Ross.
From this last it was inferred
that they would be confined in a
cave.
With the card in hand he ran
all the way to Marvin's, and amid
the raving of the household de­livered
the horrid message. He
was an extra long time doing-~so.
for he was out of breath, and the
time consumed in telling added
much to their frenzied state. A
posse of farm hands was organ­ized
before he had finished and
were soon in hot pursuit, Edgar
accompanying them to point out
the route taken by the boat.
They were six in number in­cluding
Edgar and Mr. Marvin,
all having good horses and being
well armed. They spurred their
horses swiftly down the winding
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wagon road which followed close~
ly the lake shore, and was separ­ated
from it only by a narrow
s trip of bushes and cedars. When
they came to the first opening,
where there were no cedars, and
where the brush was short, they
stopped to look for the boat. Fat
to the northeast was a dark object
moving slowly to the eastward,
which, they satisfied themselves,
must be the boat containing the
kidnappers and the captives.
Again urging- their steeds on­ward
they headed for the point
where they perceived the boat
would make its landing. vVhen
within a half-mile of the supposed
goal, they tied their horses to a
fallen spruce and walked cau­tiouslyon.
One of the farm men, a husky,
fearless chap, was dispatched to
the edge of the wood to see if the
boat were in sight. He soon re­turned
with the information that
farther up the shore, near.ly a
half-mile, the boat was fast but
no persons were to be seen. With
\-"eapons ready for an attack the
company lightly and cautiously
mov~d on, carefully pushing aside
all branches and vines that ob­structed
their way.
Great excitement prevailed, for
they were quite certain they were
coming near the party for which
they were searching, yet they
had formulated no plan of attack.
'1'0 capture the villains and res-cue
the prisoners waS their ob­ject,
but how that was to be done
they had no definite aim. Pres­ently
the aimless method of pro­ced
ure appealed to Edgar as fo1 ...
ly. He turned and motioned his
followers to approach. When
they had come close around, from
his resourceful mind he proposed
the following plan. .
"Look herel We pursue these
murderers without plan or
method. I. declare, when we get
them we've got to fight. As they
say, they mean business. If we
study this thing out, no doubt
we can take them by surprise
when it is best for us and the
safety of the girls. What I sug ...
gest is this: Three of us, say
myself and you two," he said,
pointing to two of his partners,
"go to the beach and advance to­ward
the boat, for they ~urely in­tend
to return and hide the boat,
as that would leave a clue for
their followers, and robbers are
careful to obliterate all signs
when possible. You three, "point ..
ing to the other of his partners,
"creep straight on ahead till you
discover some trace of them."
"Agreed," all · whispered as
they set about to follow instruc­tions.
Edgar and his companions did
as he had planned, and, when
within range of the boat, crept
back of a dwarf mahogany to
wait for the desperadoes, when
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the crackling and whipping of
sticks and lim bs signified that
the robbers were coming. Edgar
warned his companions not to fire
until the -men were well in the
open, when he would give the
word.
They stepped stealthily out,
looked up and down the beach,
and advanced toward the boat.
When sure that tbey were the
men he had seen before Edgar
gave the signal to fire. 'l'he rob ..
bers dropped behind the boat and
emptied their repeating rifles in­to
the bush whence they bad seen
the smoke rise. Another charge
by the rescuing party, and the
report of a gun almost simultan­eously,
in the timber directly
east, whic,h was accidently dis­charged
by the nervous bearer,
terrified the robbers. They ran
for shelter; but the one fen be­fore
reaching the timber, having
been dangerously wounded. The
other fled in consternation.
His companions ran to the
wounded villain to insure his cap­tu
re, bu t Edgar could not follow.
He had been hit. He called for
his friends to return, but they
were so much concerned with
binding their prisoner, that they
did not hear his entreaties. When
they finally gave him their at­ten~
ion, he had grown extremelv
faint from loss of blood. -
The other two had in the
meanwhile pushed on to the
north until they discovered the
trail of the pursued. Being care­ful
to follow it, they were led
through a dense growth of brush
into a small, barren plot, which
was darkened by overhanging
tree limbs. A rustling of leaves
and painful groans sent a shud­der
through each of them, and
led to investigation. In the dark­est
corner lay the girls, bound
hand and foot, but with gags re­moved.
All cords were quickly
cut and Marvin, almost mad with
a feeling of mingled joy and sor­row,
eage14ly em braced the- res­cued
loved ones.
Their next thought centered
about Edgar and his company_
"How had they fared in the re­cent
encounter?" To settle this
question they decided to go to
the place of firing, to learn the
outcome. The men ahead with
guns ready, and the girls closely
following, they followed the out­laws'
trail to the shore. The
sight they gazed upon was appal­ing.
.A dying robber stretched
upon the sod. and Edgar limp
and pale attemptillg to stand by
the support of his two partners.
When he beheld the girls the ex­pression
of distress on his face
gave way to a lighter countenance
and a faint smile. Tears trickled
down Veda's white cheeks as she
sympathetically took · his hands
in hers. Edgar struggled to
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raise his head to recognize her,
but neither could speak.
Three of the farmers were
sent fot the horses, and as soon
as they returned and prepara­tions
had been made they began
their home journey. Across the
back of one horse the robber lay
dangling, while on another Ed­gar
rode supported by one of
the laborel"s who sat behind th'e
saddle. 'Vhen the ranch was
reached, Edgar's wound was
dressed and carefully bandaged,
and a message sent to his uncle.
The county officers were noH-­fied
of the trou ble and at once be­gan
to reinforce the detective
squad. They took the wounded
prisoner into custody, but he
died on the way to police q uar­ters.
As for his companion, vvho
escaped, he was killed two years
later in a fight with a company of
freighters, while attempting to
steal their horses. Edgar, who
was summoned to i(lentify the
man, recognized the kidnapper
whom he had met at Cedar Lake.
Edgar was confined to his bed
at Marvin's for the next three
weeks. A trained nurse from
his home city was engaged to
care for him, but Veda's almost
constant presence did more to­ward
his recovery than two nur­ses
could have done. Her charm­ing
face and loving features re­vived
his hopes and stimulated
his determination to regain his
health. When he was removed
to Sharkley's-for Sharkley in­sisted
upon it as soon as he could
be safely moved-Veda visited
him alost daily, and while seated
at the bedside would relate in a
pleasing manner all the news she
had learned since her last vist.
Thus the next few weeks
passed away, and Edgar had suf·
ficiently recovered to move about.
On the days set by Veda for her
visits he would hQbble d'Own the
road to meet her. How l'om.an­tic!
Beside a small fountain of
clear, cold water, 'On the soft,
green sod sat our youthful lovers
playing with their hands in the
placid liq uid, and freely inhaling
the fragrant air while they chat­ted.
Ere the Summer months had
passed, Edgar had completely
recovered. Only a Scar remained
to mark the once dangerous
wound and turn his thoughts to
Cedar Lake. When his health
came back there was a return of
visits; Edgar now did the visit­ing.
and with no less pleasure
than at first. His love for Veda
was not in vain. The weight and
uneasiness of mind he had borne
the first few days following his
first excursion to the lake had
long since flown, not that his love
for Veda had grown cold, but
that the way between them
seemed clear. In speaking of the
wound he received from the out-
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laws she often remarked, "Ed­gar,
I'm very sorry you received
that wound. I feel that I waS
the cause of it. Can I ever repay?
If it is in my power, tell me; I
leave you to judge."
Edgar cunningly evaded giving
an answer, thinking, HI£. it is in
your power, dear, I shall soon
know, and not tell you either."
And so the summer came and
went, while his visits grew more
frequent and longer.
Summer merged into autumn.
The verdure faded into tints of
red and yellow, and the sun. mov­ing
toward the south, left the
;iir growing cold and chill. Ed-gar
now began to dre~m of home,
and in a moment of pJeasant
reverie devised a plan of taking
with him his sweetheart, Veda
Marvin. To her he submitted
the proje,ct, and by her it was
approved. His uncle sanctioned
it, her parents readily assented
to it. and with it his parents were
afterwards well pleased. Wishes '
for Hmatrimonial bliss and end­less
happiness" were showered
upon them, as they left for the
city. "Can I ever repay," Edgar
whispered over and over and to
Veda.
O. A. C.
The May Queen's Knight.
On the first of J\1ay, a bright
and warm day for that time of
the year, a young man, on horse­back,
rode up to a lonely-looking
farm house, and threw his bridle­rein
over the gate-post.
"What a worn-out old plac~I"
he said as he walked stiffly up the
weed-grown path to the house.
He and his horse were both cov­ered
with dust and sweat, and
appeared to have traveled a long
distance. As he "stumped" up
the 'Yalk, he glanced from side
to side noting the marks of ruin
~nd decay all around him. The
flower-beds were :filled with the
dry stalks of last year's weeds
the lawns were still covered with
old brown leaves, and a great
bunch of burdock drooped in the
center of one of them. The
house, too, bore marks of being
left to fate, for two of the upper
windows were broken; the paint
was weather-worn and faded,
and an ivy, grow,ing over the
window, was drooping and neg­lected.
The boards creaked when he
stepped on the porch, and an
echo resounded through the
house when he pounded on the
door. After applying at all of
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the doors, the young man came
to the conclusion that the place
was deserted. On passing around
the house, he pansed under a
large honeysuckle bush, and
glanced with a sigh at the
weath~r-worn garden-seat near
him, now filled with dead leaves.
As he stood thus he heard a noisy
brook not far off, and 'out of curi­osity
he walked over to' it, and
followed along its bank for a
short distance, until he came to
an apple orchard in full bloom.
It looked like a little world in
blossom. The air was filled with
the perfume of the flowers and
the humming and buzzing of a
host of busy bees that were gath­ering
honey near by.
' Tired and hungry from his
long ride, Jack-for this was our
friend's name-took a small bag
of crackers and cheese from his
pocket, and sat down upon the
bank of the creek to eat his lunch.
After having eaten all he had,and
wishing for more, he stretched
himself out on his side to rest.
He lay in a dreamy, careless at­titude,
listening to the birds and
bees, and occasionally brushing
from his face the white petals
,that were falling from the tree
above him. He had not been in
this position long when he heard
a child crying, from some dis­tance
in the orchard. At first he
paid no attention to this; but, as
the crying continued he rose at
last and set o'tit to learn the cause.
This did not take him long, for
he soon found a baby, perhaps a
year old, screaming at the top of
its voice, and trying to kick itself
out of the carriage it was in. As
wheeling and teetering were of
no avail" Jack took the little thing
out of the carriage, and walked
about with it at arm's length (he
was afraid to hush or shake it,
for fear it would break) until it
ceased its cries and went to sleep
again. But his troubles were not
ended when the child quieted
down, for with the least move­ment
it opened its eyes. He w~s
afraid, therefore, to lay it in the
carriage. At last, when he
thought his back and arms would
surely break, he sat down on the
stump of a fallen tree, with his
arms extending straight out
from his body, and the child ly­ing
on them. He was never in
such misery before in his life.
\Vould no one ever come! fIe
heard voices in the distance; a
girl's merry laugh rang out on the
air, but no one came near. Un­able
longer to endure the torture,
he gave the child a violent shake,
disregarding the dangerof break­ing.
The baby opened its eyes
in surprise, and then sent forth
another deafening scream, which
so frightened Jack that he sprang
to his feet, and began pacing
rapidly too and fro over the
grass. But help had arrived.
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He saw a girl coming hastily to­ward
him. She · was not aware
of his presence ' until sue was
within a rod of where he stood.
Then she started back in sur­prise.
"What are you doing with
Flossie?" she cried in fright and
wonder.
"Can't you take her!" he moan­ed.
I have been holding her for
an hour, and my arms are nearly
broken."
The young lady laughed at the
queer spectacle he made, then
she said sternly, "But,sir,I don't
understand! Why did you take
her from the carriage at all?"
Then addressing the baby, as
she took her from his arms,
'·'Poor little Flossie, what made
you cry? Poor little thing! He
got dirt on your pretty white
apron, too, didn't he?"
Jack felt himself getting angry;
then he looked at the girl's eyes;
it was the first time he had no­ticed
them. How blue they were!
She wore a crown of apple blos­soms
on her head, and a wreath
around her waist arid neck. Her
face was the color of the blos­soms,
pink and white.
She was still waiting for him to
answer her question. His face
flushed, and he tried to think of
an indignant reply. While the
young lady cuddled the child and
continued, "Bad man! Was he
going to steal AUl'lt Blossom's
baby?"
'·Steal a baby! and one scream­ing
at the top of its voice in the
bargain! What on earth do you
suppose I should want to do that
for? No, thank you, I don't want
to steal her. I came to look after
her because there was no one
else to do so; and she would have
screamed herself to death, by
now, if I hadn't taken her."
"Ah, pardon me, I didn't know
she had been crying, until I heard
her scream just now. I thank
you very much for taking care of
her." He thought her'eyes were
laughing.
"Mother and aunt Mary went
back to the house for some lunch,
and we girls have been searching
for a suitable place to eat it in.
We are having a May-day party,
you know, and we forgot the ba­by."
Her face was serious, but
there seemed to be a merry twin­kle
in her eyes all the while she
was talking.
"Are you the Queen of the
May?" he asked, forgetting his
anger.
Her cheeks grew rosy as she
replied: "Yes, they chose me for
queen because I am the youngest
of us girls. The others are more'
beautiful than I." Was she ask­ing
for a compliment? Jack did
not know.
"You must have beautiful sis­ters,"
he answered. "What is
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Y0ur name? Mine is Jack Men­don."
"My name is Blossom. They
call me Apple-Blossom to-day;
and, Mr. Jack, if you will wash
your face in the brook over there,
you may be the May Queen's
Knight and come to lunch with
her. You know you saved the
baby."
l'My face must he very dirty,
for I have been riding for the
past three hours. It is strange
you were not more frightened
than you were, Miss Blossom;
and disregarding the fact that
you treat me as a child, I shall
gladly wash my face and come to
lunch with you." For Jack was
as hungry as a bear. So he
washed his face and hands and
wiped them on his handkerchief.
Then he walked beside Miss
Blossom; while she pushed Flos­sie
in her carriage. His feet
sank in the soft grass, and he
opened his mouth that he might
inhale as much as possible of the
balmy air. He had ceased to be
tired or angry now, for he was
going to lunch.
BHow many have you in your
party?" he asked as they went
along.
HThere are only seven of us;
mother, aunt Mary, my sisters
Ruth, Lydia, and Martha, my
brother Dick and myself."
"You say your sisters are old­er
than you; might I ask how old
you are, sweet A-pple-Blossom?"
"Why, yes, I don't mind telling
that I am seventeen. My oldest
sister is married, and is here
spending a month with us on a
visit. That is our house across
the creek among those trees.
This orchard is not far away and
we often come here during the
summer time. Ah, here we are
at headquarters. This is my
mother, Mr. Jack. This is aunt
Mary, and these are my sisters
Ruth, Lydia and Martha, and
here is little Dick." Dick was a
lad of about twelve years.
After the introductions were
over, Blossom drew her sister
Lydia aside and said: Hlsn't he a
charming young man? Now that
he has washed his face I think he
is really handsome. I am glad I
found him, Lydia. "
HIt is certainly nice to have a
young man in our party, but
what is he doing here, Blossom?"
HI've told you aU I know, I s up­pose
he was sent by Providence
to be the May-Queen's Knight;
you know things happen like that
in the stories."
"Come, let's go and help spread
out the lunch, Blossom, for your
knight looks as if he were hun­gry."
Before long the lunch was
spread out on the grass, and all
were seated about it. Then Mrs.
Miller, the mother, said in her
kind, motherly way: "Now. take
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hold, my dears, and don't wait to
. be helped."
And Jack did "take hold." He
helped himself to bread, butter,
chicken, cheese, salad, and pick­les;
then he sat with his head
bent over his plate, cramming
both sides of his mouth with food,
and then attempted to put the leg
of a chicken in also. He was re­called
to the company about him
by little Dick saying, "Say, mis­ter,
how do you do that, anyway?
I never can get both sides of my
mouth full at once."
Then Jack saw that Miss Blos­som
was looking at him, that
Misses Ruth and Lydia were
looking at him, that Mrs. Miller
was looking at him, and in fact,
they were all looking at him.
With a great, almost superhu­man
effort, he swallowed the food
in his mouth, and was feeling
very much embarrassed when
Dick continued: "Blossom says
she is disappointed in you. She
said you were ' to be her knight
like it is in the-"
·,'Dick!" screamed B10ssom.
Jack was trying to form some
kind of an apology. Could he say
that he forgot where he was; that
he thought he was home' with his
mother? No, he couldn't say
that-but~
Why, where was he? He sat
u~ and rubbed his eyes. Where
was :Miss Blossom, the Queen of
the May? Where was Miss Ruth,
and Miss Lydia, and that impu ..
dent Dick? He rubbed his eyes
again and yawned. He must
have been asleep for hours, he
thought, as he shook off the ap­ple-
blossoms, for he had been
sleeping under a shower of the
fallen petals. Then he slowly
got up, stl"etched himself and
strode off toward his horse. As
he went he said to himself: "That
scoundrel of a Jenkins said he
lived here. "\Vhat do I care for
his good-for-nothing cow!" By
this time he had reached his
horse, upon which he threw him~
self and rode away.
E.n.
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Summer in Logan.
White clouds ascend, day after day,
Above the mountains high,
Chased by the south winds as they go
Across the flecked sky.
Rill meeting rill, from peak and hill
Dance merrily, with glee,
Flowing together on their way
Toward the inland sea.
The joining rills, make raging streams
In valleys far below
Carrying hurriedly along
The swiftly melting snow.
To-day the rock whose jagged face
Above the snow is seen,
To-morrow by the growing moss
Is covered o'er with green.
The grass springs up on the bare earth,
Making a carpet rare
Woven between, and in and out,
With flowers everywhere.
The sap flows up within the tree;
From buds sweet perfumes blow;
The warm moist wind among the leaves
Tosses them to and fro.
We hear the sweet notes of the birds
Ascend to Him on high,
Who said He'd e'en the sparrow watch
With ever-guarding eye.
D.B.W.
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I66 THE CRIMSOJ.V
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D[PARTM[NT [DITORS
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Charles White
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Entered as second class matter at the
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of Congress of March 3, 1879.
Editorial.
As will readily be observed,
THE CRIMSON staff has undergone
a temporary change which, of
course, is for the better. The
staff selected by the Freshman
class consists of the following
literary geniuses:
Inez Maughan, Editor-in chief.
Orson A. Christenson, Asso·
date Editor.
Ernest Young, Business Man­ager.
George Gardner, Circulation
Manager.
DEPARTMENT EDITORS.
Albert Jenson, Local
Charlotte Campbell, Class Room
Ed. Wilcox, • . Athletics
Ray Lewis, Exchanges
A number of the officers on
the staff were left vacant, not­ably
that of subscription man­ager,
his assistant and the alum­ni
editor. The first two places
were left vacant because the
fourth-year's think that their
number itself will be its own sub­scription
managers, and that
those who fail to receive the May
number of THE CRIMSON will be
the only losers. The last office
was left vacant, because there
was no one in the class who had
ever cared to become allied with
such a dreadful organization as
the alumni association is reported
to be.
One of the most enjoyable mu­sical
events of the school season
was/-the visit of the Brigham
Young University Opera Com·
pany to Logan. Mr. David Reese,
who took the part of Hilarian in
our own opera, took the title role,
Boccaccio. His work was ex­ceptionally
well done, as was also
that of Miss Mattie Clark, who
was the leading lady. The
school is to be congratulated up­on
its excellent production and
they may always · be sure of a
hearty welcome to Logan.
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I Died,on May 2nd, at its
home in Logan, the Brig­ham
Young College Train­ing-
School. Heart failure
was assigned as the im­mediate
cause of its
death. The deceased bore
a good character and was
much beloved by all who
knew it. Its immediate
family have our sincere
sympathy in this sad be­reavement.
...
The students of the College
have been very much gratified at
the interest taken by the citizens
of Logan in our athletic work.
To the generosity of the business
men of the town, our basket-ball
team owes its recent trip to Chica­go.
Shortly after the return of
the team from the East a further
appreciation of its work was
shown by Howell Bros. who pre­sen
ted to each of the boys a
splendid six-foot College pennant.
Mr. Luther Howell, in behalf of
the firm, gave a neat speech of
presentation. Needless to say
the gift was valued highly by
"the boys."
Saturday evening, April 5th a
large assembly of students and
citizens heard the debate be­tween
the Brigham Young Uni­versity
and the Brigham Young
College de bating teams. The
question, "Resolved that a pro­gressive
inheritance tax should
be levied by the Federal Govern­ment,
-constitutionality conced­ed,"
was under debate. Lowell
Merrill and David Cook repre­senting
our school, argued the
affirmative, and Mr. Morgan and
Curtis Larsen representing the
Provo school, the negative. The
discussion was a heated one,
much enthusiasm being displayed
by both sides, the speakers hold­ing
the attention of the listeners
to the end .
Although it was the decision of
the judges that our boys lost, we
feel proud of them and their ef­forts
just the same, and still
pledge ourselves to stand by
them in any future contest. The
mere fact that we met defeat in
this instance does not discourage
us from further effort. We yet
wish to manifest an indomitable
determination to win next time.
Upon the relative importance
and merits of the speakers and
the arguments we will not here
stop to dwell, but will conclude
with the statement that Provo's
men were strong, and we consid­er
ours no less so.
Our friends from Provo cer­tainly
show a phenomenal ad­vance
in the knowledge of what
constitutes argument and debate
since their first effort at the be­ginning
of th e league series. We
are not surprised that they won
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this debate; rather, our only sur­prise
is that, with the side of the
question that they had, they did
not put up a stronger case. They
certainly did not take as strong
ground as their side of the ques­tion
offered them.
The U. A. C.-B. Y. C. debate
was called off for this year. Con­ditions
at both schools were of
such a nature that the commit­tees
deemed it expedient to make
the following agreement:
"We, the representatives of the
faculties and debating organiza­tions
of the B. Y. C. and the U.
A~ C., do, by a mutual and friend­ly
agreement, postpone the de­bate
that was to be held in Feb­ruary,
1908, according to league
of 1905."
U. A. C. Committee,
George Thomas,
Alva Hansen.
B. Y. C. Committee,
A. E. Bowen,
D. S. Cook
Twenty Years Ago.
Faded violets in a text-book!
Backward my thought quickly
fiies,
Back to the happy old school days,
With its laughter, its trouble,
and sighs.
Back to the friends of those
school days,
To the faces familiar of yore,
To the days that have passed all
too quickly,
Ah could they return but once
moret
In my memory she appears
As we sat beside the brook,
When she plucked the faded vio-lets
And placed them in my book.
"Leave them there," she laugh­ing
said,
"And when, in the_ years yet
to come,
You pick your dear old text-book
up,
Perhaps you'll remember your
chum."
Oh yes, I could not forget her,
My memory holds her fast:
Yet the violets in the text·book
Bring nearer those days of the
past.
I. M.
,
I I
IHE CRIMSON
THE GRADUATING CLASS
1908
FIRST PAGE
Beginning at the top of the left hand side, and reading to the right.­Ethel
Hill, Edwin Jones, Levi Christensen, Winnie Cole, Lucy Davis, Wil­liam
Hoskins, Robert Austad, Hilma Jonsson, George Gardner, George Spill­man,
Orson Christensen, Veda Chambers, Barbara Maughan, Harry Olsen
Luella Peterson, Edwin Wilcox, Inez Maughan, James J. Allen, Daniel,
Woodland, Alice Kewley.
SECOND PAGE
Reading from left to right.-Mabel Maughan, Mary Clark, Albert Jen­sen,
Clement Rawlins, Bessie Shaw, John Hill, Mary Bastow, Evan Hum­phreys,
George Zundel, David Moffat, Inez Jackson, Ernest Young, Mae
Bell, May Barnett, Lovina Richardson, Arthur Jensen, Louis Allen, Ray A.,
Lewis, Charlotte Campbell, William Wright.
I6g
THE CRIfo/S01V
Exc.hanges.
Dz'xonz'an.-\Ve heartily concur
with you as to the merits of ex"
changes.
The April numberof Wh£teand
Blue is a commendable issue.
There is a foundation of truth
in the following from an ex­change:
BIt is only between
meals that a man admires a pret­ty
face more than a good cook."
Therefore it behooves the young
lady possessed of the beauty that
attracts, and gives her the choice
of many suitors, to prepare her­self
to "make good' in the culi·
nary department; for indigestion
has spoiled ma11Y a honeymoon,
led to many a divorce, and driven
many a man to drink.
The professor had been q uiz­zing
his psychology class and
was evidently disappointed with
the result. ~'Gent1emen," said
he as the bell rang for dismissal.
"It has been said that fish is good
for brain food. If that statement
is true, I advise some of the men
in this class to try a whale."­Lz'terary
Dz'gest.
Thus far The Portal has failed
a recognition from the Crimson
Exchange Department. It re­mains
for the Fresh men to call
attention to the oversight. We
apprehend its influence for good.
The physiology class has late ..
ly been seriously considering the
following exchange:
Miss Surface.-I hope you're
feeling better to-day. vVhat does
the doctor say?
Mrs. 'l'ubercleCmournfully).~
One of my lungs is entirely gone ~
and-
Miss SUr'face (gleefully).-Oh
how nice! You won't have any
more trouble from that, will you?
"Mamma" said. little Elsie,
"Do men evergo to heaven?"
"Why, of course, my dear.
What makes you ask?' ~
"Because I never see any pic­hIres
of angels with whiskers."
"Well," said the mother
thoughtfully. "Some men do go
to heaven; but they get there
with a close shave."-Hulnan
Life.
We note the "burst)' of poetic
instinct
Breathed in the lines of Easter
Classz'cum
Our freshman class has talent
too, as great,
We think with equal show will
pass it some.
He.-Do you think it would he
foolish of me to marry a girl who
is my inferior intellectually?
She.-More than foolish-im­possible.
THE Cl